I was their bar freak, they needed me to make themselves feel better. just like, at times, I needed that graveyard.
Charles BukowskiI would certainly end up forever crying the blues into a coffee cup in a park for old men playing chess or silly games of some sort.
Charles BukowskiHuman relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.
Charles Bukowski