murder

the bombs that fall and kill and
half kill

love on its knees screaming and
bloodied

love in the madhouse

I knew that she was lying to me

I knew that I was a sex machine
and that any other
could replace me

I felt that she was lying
but I wanted to believe

so along with her body
I believed   her words

now love is on its knees
bloodied and screaming
again

tricked again

the bombs that fall and
half kill and kill and
kill.

Author
Charles Bukowski
Written
1975
Source
Original manuscript
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