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was reading "betting on the muse" last night
nice collection published after buk's death,
brings me back to when i would sneak,
in a small bottle
to the racetrack in del mar,
buk loved those horses,
he said that he first went
to the track,
to get away from the drinking,
but that soon he had the drinking and the track...
easy to see,
he enjoyed life as much as he hated it sometimes,
and he loved sitting at the track
because there were winners and there were losers
all thrown in together,
without seperation or distinction
and that is how life should be
if Buk had anything to do with it
because he hated those who thought they
were somehow better than other people
he really hated that.