sifting through the madness for the Word, the line, the way

2002 · Book · Charles Bukowski

“why is it that the pickup truck carrying the loose refrigerator on the freeway is always going between 80 and 90 m.p.h.?”

from "neither Shakespeare nor Mickey Spillane"young young young, only wanting the Word, going mad in the streets and in the bars,brutal fights, broken glass, crazy women screaming inyour cheap room,you a familiar guest at the drunk tank, NorthAvenue 21, Lincoln Heightssifting through the madness for the Word, the line the way,hoping for a check from somewhere,dreaming of a letter from a great editor:"Chinaski, you don't know how long we've beenwaiting for you!"no chance at all. by Charles Bukowski