Roads to go to Roads.

• 2012-02-18

  

  Source: henrycharlesbukowski

• 2012-01-31

  

• 2012-01-30

  Horses don’t bet on people and neither do I.

  — Bukowski

• 2012-01-25

  

  Source:

• 2012-01-24

  there’s a bluebird in my heart that

  wants to get out

  but I’m too tough for him,

  I say, stay in there, I’m not going

  to let anybody see you.

  there’s a bluebird in my heart that

  wants to get out

  but I pour whiskey on him and inhale

  cigarette smoke

  and the whores and the bartenders

  and the grocery clerks

  never know that

  he’s in there.

  there’s a bluebird in my heart that

  wants to get out

  but I’m too tough for him,

  I say, stay down, do you want to mess me up?

  you want to screw up the works?

  you want to blow my book sales in Europe?

  there’s a bluebird in my heart that

  wants to get out

  but I’m too clever, I only let him out

  at night sometimes when everybody’s asleep.

  I say, I know that you’re there,

  so don’t be sad.

  then I put him back, but he’s singing a little

  in there, I haven’t quite let him die

  and we sleep together

  like that with our secret pact

  and it’s nice enough to make a man weep,

  but I don’t weep, do you?

  — Bukowski

• 2012-01-22

  The curtains are waving and people walk through the afternoon here and in Berlin and in New York City and in Mexico

• 2011-12-31

  there are worse things than
  being alone
  but it often takes decades
  to realize this
  and most often
  when you do
  it’s too late
  and there’s nothing worse
  than
  too late.

  — Bukowski

  Source: bottleofink

• 2011-12-21

  I’ve never met another man I’d rather be.

  — Bukowski

• 2011-12-20

  

• 2011-12-19