Carson McCullers by Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski

Carson McCullers by Charles Bukowski

T.

Browsing through my bookshelf earlier. Saw a McCullers title I’ve yet to read but didn’t pick it up. Hesitated on getting Bukowski which was sitting under a big pile. And now, this poem. Are you trying to tell me something, dear universe?

Carson McCullers

Charles Bukowski

she died of alcoholism

wrapped in a blanket

on a deck chair

on an ocean

steamer.

all her books of

terrified loneliness

all her books about

the cruelty

of loveless love

were all that was left

of her

as the strolling vacationer

discovered her body

notified the captain

and she was quickly dispatched

to somewhere else

on the ship

as everything

continued just

as

she had written it

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