You (Charles Bukowski)

You

     You're a beast, she said
     your big white belly
     and those hairy feet.
     you never cut your nails
     and you have fat hands
     paws like a cat
     your bright red nose
     and the biggest balls
     I've ever seen.
     You shoot sperm like a
     whale shoots water out of the
     hole in its back.

     Beast beast beast,
     she kissed me,
     what do you want for
     breakfast?

Rio de Janeiro surreal

 

Ocupação do Complexo do Alemão, Rio de Janeiro, Novembro de 2010.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Charles Bukowski - Gloomy Lady

Gloomy Lady

She sits up there
drinking wine
while her husband
is at work.
She puts quite
some importance
upon getting her
poems published
in the little
magazines.
She's had two or
three of her slim
volumes of poems
done in mimeo.
She has two or
three children
between the ages
of 6 and 15.
She is no longer
the beautiful woman
she was. She sends
photos of herself
sitting upon a rock
by the ocean
alone and damned.
I could have had
her once. I wonder
if she thinks I
could have
saved her?

In all her poems
her husband is
never mentioned.
But she does
talk about her
garden
so we know that's
there, anyhow,
and maybe she
fucks the rosebuds
and finches
before she writes
her poems.

De Helaasheid Der Dingen (2009)

 

Um belo drama que mescla humor e resiliência.

Lifedance (Charles Bukowski)

The area dividing the brain and the soul
is affected in many ways by
experience —
some lose all mind and become soul:
insane.
some lose all soul and become mind:
intellectual.
some lose both and become:
accepted.

Não-ser

"I was drawn to all the wrong things: I liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn’t have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. I didn’t make for an interesting person. I didn’t want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone." Charles Bukowski

4 четыре - Chetyre (Ilya Khrjanovsky, 2005)

Марина: Дорасскажи конец. Про этих… четвёрок. Что вы с ними делали?
Володя: Я пошутил.
Марина: Придумал?
Володя: Да.
Марина: Всё?
Володя: Всё, от начала до конца. Я настройщик роялей.
Марина: Бля! (Смеётся) Ты слышал?
Бармен: Чего?
Марина: Ну что он здесь тёр?
Бармен: Про Сибирь что-то? Он охотник?
Марина: Всё ясно с тобой. Спи дальше.

Humor russo moderno em que se inicia quando três desconhecidos casualmente se encontram em um bar e expõem as máscaras sociais que lhe convêm. Sem conveniências de entrelaçamentos da narrativa, após a cena do bar, o filme se autorregenera. Compulsão por limpeza, farra senil e bonecos de pão mastigado. Massaroca infecunda.

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