Back Bone Palace Ballet
Chapters (188)
  1. Cover
  2. CHARLES BUKOWSKI
  3. Dedication
  4. table of contents
  5. 1
  6. God’s man
  7. not normal
  8. classical
  9. the puking lady
  10. depression kid
  11. burlesque
  12. first love
  13. mountain
  14. field exercises
  15. what will the neighbors think?
  16. full circle
  17. 2
  18. a place in Philly
  19. the Kenyon Review and other matters
  20. big night on the town
  21. total madness
  22. on the bum
  23. society should realize…
  24. madman
  25. nazi
  26. 16 Jap machine gun bullets
  27. bar stool
  28. the mirror game
  29. liar, liar, pants on fire!
  30. the inspection
  31. somewhere in Texas
  32. city boy
  33. the strange morning outside the bar
  34. a $15 boy and a $1500 casket
  35. rosary
  36. the smirking dark
  37. two crazies
  38. a note on the masses
  39. 3
  40. Lord Byron
  41. the weak
  42. a tough time
  43. some luck, somehow
  44. art class
  45. payoff
  46. ding-dong
  47. AFDC for you and me
  48. I know you
  49. bone palace ballet
  50. oh
  51. what can you do?
  52. my friend, the parking lot attendant
  53. last will and testament
  54. 12 minutes to post
  55. in the center of the action
  56. the fool
  57. the rock
  58. ah
  59. room 106
  60. in other words
  61. the horseplayer
  62. the big one
  63. the parade
  64. bum on the loose
  65. going away
  66. stag
  67. late payment
  68. 2 horse collars
  69. counsel
  70. the fighter
  71. my worst rejection slip
  72. 40,000
  73. coffeeshop
  74. poetry readings
  75. 4
  76. journey to the end
  77. upon reading a critical review
  78. the beautiful lady
  79. black
  80. my style
  81. dead
  82. a re-evaluation
  83. snake-eyes
  84. our world
  85. how to get rid of the purists
  86. a curious thing
  87. the finger
  88. don’t forget
  89. last call
  90. undecent
  91. one of those
  92. candy-ass
  93. the word
  94. please
  95. good night, sweet prince
  96. Dreiser wasn’t so hot either
  97. cruising
  98. the way it is
  99. a final word on no final word
  100. each man’s hell is different
  101. the powers that be
  102. clever
  103. the poem
  104. my mail
  105. walking with the dead
  106. up through the night
  107. the fool dines out
  108. hey, hey, hey
  109. band-aid
  110. the dangling carrot
  111. preparation
  112. freeway
  113. 5
  114. the new homeless
  115. the mail
  116. killing life
  117. wait, it will find us
  118. the x-factor
  119. evaluation
  120. the young
  121. no return address
  122. yes sirree!
  123. snapshot(1985)
  124. finished?
  125. the voice of Chinaski
  126. quotable
  127. interview
  128. the lady who looks forever young
  129. an answer
  130. a model
  131. my companion
  132. the barometer
  133. the rivers
  134. dark, and darker
  135. the room
  136. the two toughest
  137. the darkening light
  138. those good people
  139. horse fly
  140. night cap
  141. action
  142. playtime
  143. poem for my 71st birthday
  144. slow night
  145. the racetrack salutes you!
  146. alone
  147. the joke
  148. Glasgow
  149. owl
  150. Dostoevsky
  151. my computer
  152. thanks to the computer
  153. safe
  154. 3 blacks
  155. life like a big tender glove
  156. the old guy in the piano bar
  157. nights and years
  158. quiet in a quiet night
  159. a little cafe on 6th street
  160. death in the modern age
  161. too hot
  162. the last song
  163. reunion
  164. disgusting
  165. Bach, come back
  166. the modern life
  167. mailbag
  168. self-invited
  169. old
  170. the young poets
  171. Belfast
  172. the dream
  173. returning to an old love
  174. cool fur
  175. old?
  176. a problem
  177. taken
  178. welcome darkness
  179. Bach
  180. great jazz
  181. a moment
  182. wondrous
  183. fact
  184. there
  185. About the Author
  186. BY CHARLES BUKOWSKI
  187. Copyright
  188. About the Publisher

“How’d you get that way?”

“maybe I’m not going to tell

you.”

then it was quiet again, there were

6 or 7 guys in that

bar.

I took a hit of my beer.

then I looked at the other guy

sitting next to me.

“you’re not wearing boots,”

I told him.

“didn’t say I was.”

then it got very quiet.

everybody just sat there.

it stayed quiet.

“bartender,” I said finally, “a round of drinks

for everybody.”

they were all drinking beer.

the bartender went about setting up

new beers.

then he was finished.

I put some bills on the bar.

the bartender came down and

took all of them.

he walked down to the register,

hit it and dropped my money

into it.

then he took a rag and mopped

the bar.

I got up and walked to the

door.

then I turned and looked.

the bartender was still mopping

the bar.

the other guys just sat

looking straight ahead.

I turned and walked out

of the bar.

nobody said

goodbye.

the strange morning outside the bar

it had never happened before and one doesn’t

know how such things can

happen.

it was about 11 a.m. and I had stopped

outside for some air.

Danny walked up and I started talking

to Danny.

then Harry walked up and joined us

on the corner.

then I noticed two other men

stop and begin talking

to each other a few feet away.

“let’s go in for a drink,” I said to

Danny and Harry.

“no, it’s nice out here,” said Danny,

“let’s gab awhile.”

so we did.

then I noticed some more men

arrive.

some were talking, others

just stood there.

it happened slowly.

more and more men arrived

at the corner:

it was getting crowded.

it was getting almost

humorous.

there was something

strange in the air,

you could feel it.

there were many voices

now.

and more men arrived.

I don’t know where they

came from.

they stood around

talking,

laughing,

and smoking

cigarettes.

Jim the bartender stuck

his head out the door

and asked,

“hey, what the hell’s

going on out here?”

somebody laughed.

Jim went back inside to

the empty bar.

I began to feel very

strange about it all,

as if the world had

decided to change,

all at once.

there was a feeling of

joy and gamble in

the air.

I believe that everybody

felt it.

it was a powerful energy

let loose and working

upon itself.

then Jack the cop

walked up.

“hey, you guys,

break it up!

what the hell is all

this?”

we all knew Jack,

we drank with him

at night.

soon Jack was standing there

talking and listening

to the others.

Danny grinned, “Jesus,

this is very strange.”

“I like it,” I said.

the whole corner was

crowded with

humanity

finally cut loose and

free,

laughing.

cars slowed down and the

drivers looked out

wondering what was

happening.

we didn’t

know.