One Night Stand

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you are
yesterday’s
bouquet so sadly
raided, I kiss your poor
breasts as my hands reach for love
in this cheap Hollywood apartment smelling of
bread and gas and misery

.

hearts vgt

.

Bed

from Bukowski’s  poem: “One Night Stand” (The Rooming House Madrigals – 1988)

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