Bukowski's Widow - Spoken Word

Baku's widow

My prince has slipped and his face has turned to shadow

His tongue no longer strong but grey how sad

It used to be so full of spit and roses

My prince the stars have fallen from your crown

And I cannot fathom their fading

Some things should be forever

You've taken your coal and your seaward gaze

You've taken your will and your weakness and left

You've left me with nothing but words to keep me warm

But I don't want them take them back

I want paris I want you drunk on wine

I want to talk with you and hold you up

And giggle and kiss god how I miss your smile and thick skin

At night do you remember how I'd worry

And you'd press me tight against you

Extinguishing the red flame of my head against your shoulder

Smooth as chalk dust you'd laugh in the face of death and uncertainty

Do you remember you'd say time knew nothing

Well now you're gone and time is all I have left