Из Чарльза Буковски - Я встретил гения
Я ВСТРЕТИЛ ГЕНИЯ
я встретил гения в поезде
сегодня,
ему было около шести лет,
он сидел рядом со мной.
и когда поезд
спустился к побережью,
мы подкатили к океану,
и мы оба посмотрели за окно,
на океан,
а затем он взглянул на меня
и сказал:
"некрасиво".
то было первый раз,
когда я осознал
это.
12.08.2012
18-15
I MET A GENIUS
i met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and we both looked out the window
at the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said :
"it's not pretty".
it was the first time i'd
realized
that.
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Charles Bukowski. Love Is A Piece Of Paper Torn To Bits
all the beer was poisoned and a captain went down
and a mate and a cook
and we had nobody to grab sail
and a northwester ripped the sheets like toenails
and we pitched like crazy
the hull tearing its sides
and all the time in the corner
some punk had a drunken slut (my wife)
and was pumping away
like nothing was happening
and the cat kept looking at me
and crawling in the pantry
amongst the clanking dishes
with flowers and vines painted on them
until I couldn’t stand it anymore
and took the thing
and heaved it
over
the side.
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