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The Suicide Kid. By: Charles Bukowski. I. went. t o. the. w orst. of. b ars. Hoping. To get . Killed. All I. But. Could. do. was. get drunk. Again. Bar patrons. The . Worse. Liking me. Ended up. There I Was. trying. To get. Pushed over. The .
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The Suicide Kid By: Charles Bukowski
I went t o the worst of bars
Hoping To get Killed
All I But Could do was get drunk Again
Bar patrons The Worse Liking me Ended up There I Was trying To get Pushed over The edge dark
I ended up while with free Somewhe R e tubes drinks sticking out lse Some poor all Son- of-a- bitch over Was in him a hospital Bed
As nobody as he would fought the He L p like drinks hell kept to coming me live Die
its incogitant • attitude And the next Waited for me day With its Steel clamps It’s stinking anonymity
D E a T h oesn’t lways come when it You call
not Even shining if You castle Call it from a
Or from an Ocean liner Or from the best bar on earth Or the worst • such impertinence • only makes the gods • hesitate • and • delay • ask me I'm • 72