year-worn weary to the bone, dancing in the dark with the dark, the Suicide Kid gone gray. ah, the swift summers over and gone forever! is that death stalking me now? no, it’s only my cat, this time.
From The People Look Like Flowers At Last by Charles Bukowski. Copyright© 2007 by Linda Lee Bukowski. Published by arrangement with Ecco, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers.
Charles Bukowski began writing poetry at the age of thirty-five, and his poems often feature a depraved metropolitan environment, downtrodden members of American society, direct language, violence, and sexual imagery.
Date Published: 2007-01-01
Source URL: https://poets.org/poem/1990-special