all you guys…

they sent a lady over from the L.A.
Times to photograph
me
standing in front of my
house
by the rose
garden.

I laughed, “this is all very
strange, you have no idea how poor
I was
not so very long
ago.”

“what happened?”
she asked.

“it was just
luck,” I
answered.

“all you guy say that,” she
responded.




after she left I went inside
and thought about
that
and I concluded that,
son of a bitch, I will never
say that
again….

and I never have
even though
it might be
true.

Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1985
Source
Original manuscript