"Truce", by Charles Bukowski
From "War all the time (Poems 1981-1984)."
Truce.
I need to walk down a sidewalk
somewhere
on a shady afternoon
find a table
outside a cafe
sit down
order a drink
and I want to sit there
with that drink
and I want
a fly to land
on that table.
then
I want to see
a woman walk by
in a green dress.
I want to see a dog walk by
a fat dog
with short brown hair and
grinning eyes.
I want to die
sitting there.
I want to die
upright
my eyes still
open.
I want an airplane
to fly overhead.
I want a woman
to walk by
in a blue dress.
then I want
that same dog
with short brown hair and
grinning eyes
to come walking by
again.
that will be
enough
after all the
other
and everything
else.
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