13 March, 2012

Sometimes the
nights and the days
got mixed up.
I seemed to be
sitting in daylight
and then it was
dark all at once,
or it worked the
other way around,
it was dark
and in the next
it was daylight.

I once asked the
bartender, “hey,
Jim, did you notice
that it was dark
and now the sun
is shining!
isn’t that strange?”

“no,” he answered,
“you went to your
room and then came
back again.”

Bar Stool/ Charles Bukowski