Quotes From "Love Is A Dog From Hell" By Charles Bukowski

I loved you like a man loves a woman he never touches, only writes to, keeps little photographs of. Charles Bukowski

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 mad houses fill the hospitals fill the graveyards fill nothing else fills. Charles Bukowski

Fuckshe pulled her dress offover her headand I saw the pantiesindented somewhat into thecrotch.it's only human.now we've got to do it. I've got to do itafter all that bluff.it's like a party--two trappedidiots.under the sheetsafter I have snappedoff the lighther panties are stillon. she expects anopening performance. I can't blame her. butwonder why she's here withme? where are the otherguys? how can you belucky? having someone theothers have abandoned?we didn't have to do ityet we had to do it.it was something likeestablishing new credibilitywith the income taxman. I get the pantiesoff. I decide not to tongue her. even then I'm thinking aboutafter it's over.we'll sleep togethertonighttrying to fit ourselvesinside the wallpaper. I try, fail, notice the hair on herheadmostly notice the hairon herheadand a glimpse ofnostrilspiglike I try it again. Charles Bukowski

For a man of 55 who didn't get laid until he was 23 and not very often until he was 50 I think that I should stay listed via Pacific Telephone until I get as much as the average man has had Charles Bukowski

I know that some nightin some bedroomsoonmy fingers willriftthroughsoft cleanhairsongs such as no radioplaysall sadness, grinninginto flow. Charles Bukowski

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

And it seems people should not build houses anymoreit seems people should stop working and sit in small rooms on second floorsunder electric lightswithout shades;it seems there is a lot to forgetand a lot not to doand in drugstores, markets, bars, the people are tired, they do not want to move, and I stand there at nightand look through this house and the house does not want to be built Charles Bukowski

My 6 foot goddessmakes me laughthe laughter of the mutilatedwho still needlove...she has saved mefrom everything that isnot here Charles Bukowski

I know a womanwho keeps buying puzzleschinesepuzzlesblockswirespieces that finally fitinto some order.she works it outmathmaticallyshe solves all herpuzzleslives down by the seaputs sugar out for the antsand believesultimatelyin a better world.her hair is whiteshe seldom combs ither teeth are snaggledand she wears loose shapelesscoveralls over a body mostwomen would wish they had.for many years she irritated mewith what I considered hereccentricities-like soaking eggshells in water(to feed the plants so thatthey'd get calcium).but finally when I think of herlifeand compare it to other livesmore dazzling, originaland beautiful I realize that she has hurt fewerpeople than anybody I know(and by hurt I simply mean hurt).she has had some terrible times, times when maybe I should havehelped her morefor she is the mother of my onlychildand we were once great lovers, but she has come throughlike I saidshe has hurt fewer people thananybody I know, and if you look at it like that, well, she has created a better world.she has won. Frances, this poem is foryou. Charles Bukowski

And beware those whoonly takeinstructions from their Godfor they havefailed completely to live their ownlives. Charles Bukowski