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read the poem below
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 pur 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.