Poem by Henry Charles Bukowski

i met a genius

i met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old, 
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and we both looked out the window
at the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said'
“it's not pretty.”

it was the first time i'd
realized
that.

1. ¹6
2. palm leaves
3. the girls
4. yes-yes
5. father, who art in heaven

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