no lady godiva

• charles bukowski'nin eski bir şiiri...
  
  no lady godiva
  
  she came to my place drunk
  riding a deer upon the front porch
  so many women want to save the world
  but can't keep their kitchen straight but me
  
  we went inside where i lit three red candles
  poured wine, and i took notes on her
  latitude behind, longitude in front
  and the rest amazing
  a woman such as this could find a zenia and hot springs in arkansas
  
  we ate venison for three weeks,
  then she slept with the landlord to help pay the rent
  then i found her a job as a waitress
  i slept all the day
  when she came home,
  i was full of the brilliant conversation that she so much adored
  
  she died quickly one night leaving the world much the way it had been
  
  now i get up early and go down to the loading docks
  wait for cabbages, oranges, potatoes
  to fall from the trucks or to be thrown away
  by noon i have eaten and damn asleep
  dreaming of paying the rent with number of chunks of plastic
  
  you should buy a better world
  
  - bukowski, "crucifix in a deathhand", 1965 -