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there’s a bluebird in my heart
that wants to get out
but I’m too clever
I only let him out
when everyone’s asleep
I know you’re there
don’t be sad
then I put him back
and he’s singing a little
I haven’t quite let him die
and we sleep together like that
with our secret pact…
and it’s nice enough
to make a man weep
but I don’t weep
I love that Marina read this at his funeral…how fortuitously poetic to be called out at your own burial by your own spawn! Ah, if only we could all live that way, too…….
Didn’t know that about his funeral! Always been a big Bukowski fan — even used to have a bumbersticker that read, “What Would Bukowski Do?”. Simply lovely.
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