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Love Is a Dog from Hell Love Is a Dog from Hell by Charles Bukowski
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“there is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of
the hands of a clock.

people so tired
mutilated
either by love or no love.

people just are not good to each other
one on one.

the rich are not good to the rich
the poor are not good to the poor.

we are afraid.

our educational system tells us
that we can all be
big-ass winners.

it hasn't told us
about the gutters
or the suicides.

or the terror of one person
aching in one place
alone

untouched
unspoken to

watering a plant.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“you boys can keep your virgins
give me hot old women in high heels
with asses that forgot to get old.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“there is always one woman to save you from another and as that woman saves you she makes ready to destroy”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I drive around the streets
an inch away from weeping,
ashamed of my sentimentality and
possible love.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I'm going, she said. I love you but you're
crazy, you're doomed.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“she is no longer
the beautiful woman
she was. she sends
photos of herself
sitting upon a rock
by the ocean
alone and damned.
I could have had
her once. I wonder
if she thinks I
could have
saved her?”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“in this land some of us fuck more than
we die but most of us die
better than we fuck”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“your letters got sadder. your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all lovers betray. it didn't help. you said you had a crying bench and it was by a bridge and the bridge was over the river and you sat on the crying bench every night and wept for the lovers who had hurt and forgotten you.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“alone with everybody


the flesh covers the bone
and they put a mind
in there and
sometimes a soul,
and the women break
vases against the walls
and them men drink too
much
and nobody finds the
one
but they keep
looking
crawling in and out
of beds.
flesh covers
the bone and the
flesh searches
for more than
flesh.

there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.

nobody ever finds
the one.

the city dumps fill
the junkyards fill
the madhouses fill
the hospitals fill
the graveyards fill

nothing else
fills.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
tags: love
“one can never be sure whether it's good poetry or bad acid”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“and you invented me
and I invented you
and that's why we don't
get along
on this bed
any longer.
you were the world's
greatest invention
until you
flushed me
away.

now it's your turn
to wait for the touch
of the handle.
somebody will do it
to you,
bitch,
and if they don't
you will -
mixed with your own
green or yellow or white
or blue
or lavender
goodbye.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“the history of melancholia
includes all of us.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“the writing of some
men
is like a vast bridge
that carries you
over
the many things
that claw and tear.

The Wine of Forever”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“when the phone rings
I too would like to hear words
that might ease
some of this.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“If there are junk yards in hell, love is the dog that guards the gates.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“stay with the beer.

beer is continuous blood.

a continuous lover.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I hope that death contains
less than this.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I loved you
like a man loves a woman he never touches, only
writes to, keeps little photographs of. I would have
loved you more if I had sat in a small room rolling a
cigarette and listened to you piss in the bathroom,
but that didn’t happen. your letters got sadder.
your lovers betrayed you. kid, I wrote back, all
lovers betray.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I thought you were sane," I said, "but you're
just as crazy as the rest of them.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“It’s so easy to be easy—if you let it.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“we know God is dead, they've told us, but listening to you I wasn't sure.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“people are not good to each other.
perhaps if they were
our deaths would not be so sad.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“Trapped

don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin:
don't undress the mannequin
you might find
my love.
she's long ago
forgotten me.
she's trying on a new
hat
and looks more the
coquette
than ever.

she is a
child
and a mannequin
and death.
I can't hate
that.
she didn't do
anything
unusual.
I only wanted her
to.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I was only kidding about the hundred," she says.

oh," I say, "what will it cost me?"

she lights her cigarette with
my lighter and looks at me
through the flame:

her eyes tell me.

look," I say, "I don't think I
can ever pay that price again.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“there's no chance
at all:
we are all trapped
by a singular
fate.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“there must be a way.

surely there must be a way that we have not yet
thought of.

who put this brain inside of me?

it cries
it demands
it says that there is a chance.

it will not say
"no.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“sometimes I hate you,"
she said.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell
“I have gotten so used to melancholia that I greet it like an old friend.”
Charles Bukowski, Love Is a Dog from Hell

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