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.
Michaleen Flynn: No patty-fingers, if you please. The proprieties at all times. Hold on to your hats
"Oh Yes!" This one makes me smile.
ReplyDeleteLooks as if there might be a bluebird in both their hearts, boy and bear alike.
Bluebird
ReplyDeletethere'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 hear 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?
Charles Bukowski
I'll bet a good bear could rip that heart open and let that freakin' bluebird out and then kill it before it gets very far.
ReplyDeleteYeah, Mr. Natural calls 'em like he sees 'em. Just lookin' on the bright side and all...
Guess I`m Doing Fine ~ Beck
ReplyDeleteThere’s a blue bird at my window
I can’t hear the songs he sings
All the jewels in heaven
They don’t look the same to me
I just wade the tides that turned
Till I learn to leave the past behind
It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing
Guess I’m doing fine
All the battlements are empty
And the moon is laying low
Yellow roses in the graveyard
Got no time to watch them grow
Now I bade a friend farewell
I can do whatever pleases me
It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing
Guess I’m doing fine
Press my face up to the window
To see how warm it is inside
See the things that I’ve been missing
Missing all this time
It’s only lies that I’m living
It’s only tears that I’m crying
It’s only you that I’m losing
Guess I’m doing fine
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Yeah, Mr. Natural calls 'em like he sees 'em. Just lookin' on the bright side and all...
ReplyDeleteThose freakin' bluebirds are trouble and the best of bears are not to be trusted. But there's a dust bin for the bloody scraps. Its presence in the corner bemuses me, as does turnaround, with the snapping bear capturing a black and white of the seated (captive) boy.
the only thing worse than "too late" is "never was".
ReplyDelete"Gone" is a hard one too.
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