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starving there sitting around the bars	A
and at night walking the streets for	B
hours	C
the moonlight always seemed fake	D
to me maybe it was	E
and in the French Quarter I watched	F
the horses and buggies going by	G
everybody sitting high in the open	H
carriages the black driver and in	I
back the man and the woman	H
usually young and always white	J
and I was always white	J
and hardly charmed by the	K
world	L
New Orleans was a place to	M
hide	N
I could piss away my life	O
unmolested	P
except for the rats	Q
the rats in my dark small room	R
very much resented sharing it	S
with me	T
they were large and fearless	U
and stared at me with eyes	V
that spoke	W
an unblinking	W
death	X
	-
women were beyond me	T
they saw something	W
depraved	Y
there was one waitress	U
a little older than	Z
I she rather smiled	A2
lingered when she	T
brought my	G
coffee	T
	-
that was plenty for	B
me that was	E
enough	B2
	-
there was something about	C2
that city though	D2
it didn't let me feel guilty	T
that I had no feeling for the	K
things so many others	C
needed	E2
it let me alone	F2
	-
sitting up in my bed	G2
the llights out	C2
hearing the outside	N
sounds	H2
lifting my cheap	I2
bottle of wine	J2
letting the warmth of	K2
the grape	L2
enter	M2
me	T
as I heard the rats	Q
moving about the	K
room	R
I preferred them	N2
to	M
humans	O2
	-
being lost	P2
being crazy maybe	T
is not so bad	Q2
if you can be	T
that way	R2
undisturbed	S2
	-
New Orleans gave me	T
that	T2
nobody ever called	U2
my name	V2
	-
no telephone	F2
no car	W2
no job	X2
no	D2
anything	W
	-
me and the	K
rats	Q
and my youth	Y2
one time	Z2
that time	Z2
I knew	M
even through the	K
nothingness	U
it was a	K
celebration	H
of something not to	M
do	M
but only	T
know	D2

Charles Bukowski

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