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Charles Bukowski - So Now?
Work rating: Medium

the words have come and gone,
I sit ill.
the phone rings, the cats sleep.
Linda vacuums.
I am waiting to live,
waiting to die. 
I wish I could ring in some bravery.
it`s a lousy fix
but the tree outside doesn`t know:
I watch it moving with the wind
in the late afternoon sun. 
there`s nothing to declare here,
just a waiting.
each faces it alone. 
Oh, I was once young,
Oh, I was once unbelievably
young! 
from Transit magazine, 1994
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