Drive Through Hell by Charles Bukowski

the people are weary, unhappy and frustrated, the people are
bitter and vengeful, the people are deluded and fearful, the
people are angry and uninventive
and I drive
among them on the free way and they project
what is left of themselves in their manner of driving –
some more hateful, more thwarted than others-
some don’t like to be passed, some attempt to keep others
from passing
-some attempt to block lane changes
-some hate cars of a newer, more expensive model
-others in these cars hate older cars.

the freeway is a circus of cheap and petty emotions, it’s
humanity on the move, most of them coming from some place
they
hated and going to another they hate just as much or
more.
the freeways are a lesson in what we have become and
most of the crashes and deaths are the collision
of incomplete beings, of pitiful and demented
lives.

when I drive the freeways I see the soul of humanity of
my city and it’s ugly, ugly, ugly: the living have choked the
heart
away.

 

 

 

by Charles Bukowski

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