Friday, July 24, 2009

Trapped

This one of my favorite Charles Bukowski poems from one of my favorite books of poetry, "Love is a Dog from Hell." It is a difficult thing to want something from someone when you know it is simply not in their nature to ever give it to you.

trapped

don't undress my love
you might find a mannequin;
don't undress the mannequin
you might find
my love.

she's long ago
forgotten me.

she's trying on a new
hat
and looks more the
coquette
than ever.

she is a
child
and a mannequin
and
death.

I can't hate
that.

she didn't do
anything
unusual.

I only wanted her
to.

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