Bluebird by Charles Bukowski

[Music] there's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out I'm too tough for him I say stay in there oh nothing about anybody's see you there's a bluebird in my life that wants to get out but I pour whiskey on him and inhales cigarettes markand and the horrors of the bartender's grocery clerks never know that he's in there there's a bluebird and Mart but once together I'm too tough for him [Music] I say stay down do you wanna mess me up you want to screw up the works if you want to blow my book sales in Europe as a bluebird in my heart it wants to get out but I'm too clever my only that develops at night sometimes when everybody's asleep I say I know that you're there so don't be sad but I put him back but he is singing a little more in there I haven't quite let him die and we sleep together like that with our secret pact and it's nice enough to make a man leave I don't [Music]

Channel: illneas

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Keywords: bukowski, charles, illneas, detachment, class enemy, poem, poetry, the grand budapest hotel, word porn, bluebird, sad poetry, charles bukowski, motivational poetry, motivation bukowski, tom obedlam, roll the dice

Id: Yhi6y1XWb-E

Length: 2min 11sec (131 seconds)

Published: Thu Apr 25 2019

Reddit Comments

[u/CommunityForVirgins]

"there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say, stay in there, I'm not going

to let anybody see

you.

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I pour whiskey on him and inhale

cigarette smoke

and the whores and the bartenders

and the grocery clerks

never know that

he's

in there.

​

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too tough for him,

I say,

stay down, do you want to mess

me up?

you want to screw up the

works?

you want to blow my book sales in

Europe?

there's a bluebird in my heart that

wants to get out

but I'm too clever, I only let him out

at night sometimes

when everybody's asleep.

I say, I know that you're there,

so don't be

sad.

then I put him back,

but he's singing a little

in there, I haven't quite let him

die

and we sleep together like

that

with our

secret pact

and it's nice enough to

make a man

weep, but I don't

weep, do

you?"- Charles Bukowski

[u/kingrobin]

SS: This is a poem by Charles Bukowski, a poet known for his insights into the lives of the lower classes, but also for his misogyny and alcoholism. People close to him would claim that he wasn't really like that, that it was a persona. This poem explores that idea, and in my opinion is representative of something that many of us face: that we feel we must hide parts of ourselves that don't fit the contemporary ideal of manhood.

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[u/dregan]

Make a little birdhouse in your soul.