charles bukowski - congrats, chinaski lyrics
as i near 70
i get letters, cards, little gifts
from strange people
congratulations, they tell
me
congratulations
i know what they mean:
the way i have lived
i should have been dead in half
that time
i have piled myself with a m-ss of
grand abuse, been
careless toward myself
almost to the point of
madness
i am still here
leaning toward this machine
in this smoke-filled room
this large blue trashcan to my
left
full of empty
containers
the doctors have no answers
and the gods are
silent
congratulations, death
on your patience
i have helped you all that
i can
now one more poem
and a walk out on the balcony
such a fine night there
i am dressed in shorts and stockings
gently scratch my old
belly
look out there
look off there
where dark meets dark
it’s been one h-ll of a crazy
ballgame
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