sábado, 1 de setembro de 2012

O último poema de Charles Bukowski enviado por fax a seu editor


oh, forgive me For Whom the Bell Tolls,
oh, forgive me Man who walked on water,
oh, forgive me little old woman who lived in a shoe,
oh, forgive me the mountain that roared at midnight,
oh, forgive me the dumb sounds of night and day and death,
oh, forgive me the death of the last beautiful panther,
oh, forgive me all the sunken ships and defeated armies,
this is my first FAX POEM.
It’s too late:
I have been
smitten.

Um comentário:

  1. É... eis um dos maiores problemas do mundo: Nunca saberemos quando vão ser as últimas palavras de um homem. Bukowski = Vida

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