Charles Baudelaire

Remember the back room at The Prince ? Friday night . Saturday night . Pimps,hookers,dealers,regulars,wannabes.Baudelaire would have loved it . The torrid diversity . The high . The low .

I can see him beside the jukebox scribbling in a note book . A poem,an essay, some art critisism. Something to prick the pretentions of the self-righteous bourgeoisie .

http://www.biography.com/people/charles-baudelaire-39436

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/be-drunk

https://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/spleen

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