A Division

I live in an old house where nothing
screams victory
reads history
where nothing
plants flowers

sometimes my clock falls
sometimes my sun is like a tank on fire

I do not ask
your armies
or
your kisses
or
your death

I have my
own.

my hands have arms
my arms have shoulders
my shoulders have me
I have me
you have me when you can see me
but I don't like you
to see me

I do not like you to see that
I have eyes in my head
and
can walk

and
I do not want yo
answer your questions
I do not want to
amuse you
I do not want you to
amuse me
or sicken me
or talk about
everything

I do not want to
Love you
I do not want to
save you

I do not want your
arms
I do not want your
shoulders

I have me
you have you

let that
be
Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1965
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