Alone With Everybody by Charles Bukowski

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This is another poem by Bukowski and a movie filmed by me. The future holds more diverse works with other spoken word artists and poets, Bukowski will play a big role in this channel but this isn’t a 100% Bukowski Channel. Thank you all for the continued support, it doesn't go unnoticed. • Write to me in the comments your opinions and feedback, I'm open to suggestions and improvements • 🔰Support me on Patreon: / illneas • Find me: 🔗 / _illneas • 🔗 / illneas • 🔗 / illneas • 🔰Communities • - / discord • - / 2314655172176122 • - / searchingformeaning • Narrator: Tom o'Bedlam • Music: Lost Bodies Thimisou, soma... • 🔰My equipment: • I film handheld with a Panasonic Lumix • G80 • https://amzn.to/2uGqmQZ • GX80 • https://amzn.to/33e5Tye • 📷Olympus M.Zuiko Digital 45mm F1.8 Lens • https://amzn.to/2vr9P3N • 🔰A few Charles Bukowski books • 📓Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame • https://amzn.to/2TjV2Qc • 📓Essential Bukowski: Poetry • https://amzn.to/2IaxnMU • 📓Women: A Novel • https://amzn.to/2Ts5hlz • 📓The Last Night of the Earth Poems • https://amzn.to/2TqKZsP • 📓Ham On Rye: A Novel • https://amzn.to/2uLMnhu • 📓post office: A Novel • https://amzn.to/2VzvKAC • 📓You Get So Alone at Times That It Just Makes Sense • https://amzn.to/2Vx9cAl • This is the original version of the poem. • the flesh covers the bone • and they put a mind • in there and • sometimes a soul, • and the women break • vases against the walls • and the men drink too • much • and nobody finds the • one • but keep • looking • crawling in and out • of beds. • flesh covers • the bone and the • flesh searches • for more than • flesh. • there's no chance • at all: • we are all trapped • by a singular • fate. • nobody ever finds • the one. • the city dumps fill • the junkyards fill • the madhouses fill • the hospitals fill • the graveyards fill • nothing else • fills.

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