The Pleasures of the Damned: Selected Poems 1951-1993

by Charles Bukowski

girl in a miniskirt reading the Bible outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the Russian Orthodox to the west. she is dark of Eastern descent, large brown eyes look up from the Bible then down. a small red and black Bible, and as she reads her legs keep moving, moving, she is doing a slow rhythmic dance reading the Bible … long gold earrings; 2 gold bracelets on each arm, and it’s a mini-suit, I suppose, the cloth hugs her body, the lightest of tans is that cloth, she twists this way and that, long young legs warm in the sun … there is no escaping her being there is no desire to … my radio is playing symphonic music that she cannot hear but her movements coincide exactly to the rhythms of the symphony … she is dark, she is dark she is reading about God. I am God.

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