man in the cornershop
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- trevedda
A song by the Jam.
Scary how life feels like the lyrics to this song most days.
I think I could have been here too long.
- bolus0
man in the corner
Experience" by Charles Bukowski
there is a lady down the hall who paints
butterflies and insects
and there are little statues in the room,
she works with clay
and I went in there
and sat on the couch and had something to drink,
then I noticed
one of the statues had his back turned to us,
he stood there brooding, poor bastard,
and I asked the lady
what's wrong with him?
and she said, I messed him up,
in the front, sort of.
I see, I said, and finished my drink.
we talked about Klee,
the death of cummings,
Art, survival and so forth.
you ought to know more about men,
I told her.
I know, she said. do you like me?
of course, I told her.
she brought me another drink.
we talked about Ezra Pound.
Van Gogh.
all those things.
she sat down next to me.
I remember she had a small white mustache.
she told me I had a good life-flow
and was manly.
I told her she had nice legs.
we talked about Mahler.
I don't remember leaving.I saw her a week later
and she asked me in.
I fixed him, she said.
who? I asked.
my man in the corner, she told me.good, I said.
want to see? she asked
sure, I said.
she walked around to the corner and turned
him around.he was fixed, all right
my god, it was ME!
then I began to laugh and she laughed
and the work of Art stood there,
a very beautiful thing.