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The Night I Was Going To Die

The Night I Was Going To Die

the night I was going to die
I was sweating on the bed
And I could hear the crickets
And there was a cat fight outside
And I could feel my soul dropping down through the
Mattress
And just before it hit the floor I jumped up
I was almost too weak to walk
But I walked around and turned on all the lights
And then I went back to bed
And dropped it down again and
I was up
Turning on all the lights
I had a 7-year-old daughter
And I felt sure she wouldn’t want me dead
Otherwise it wouldn’t have
Mattered
But all that night
Nobody phoned
Nobody came by with a beer
My girlfriend didn’t phone
All I could hear were the crickets and it was
Hot
And I kept working at it
Getting up and down
Until the first of the sun came through the window
Through the bushes
And then I got on the bed
And the soul stayed
Inside at last and
I slept.
Now people come by
Beating on the doors and windows
The phone rings
The phone rings again and again
I get great letters in the mail
Hate letters and love letters.
Everything is the same again.



Poem The Night I Was Going To Die - Charles Bukowski