{"product_id":"9780060577087","title":"The People Look Like Flowers At Last : New Poems by Charles Bukowski","description":"the gas line is leaking, the bird is gone from the  cage, the skyline is dotted with vultures; Benny finally got off the stuff and Betty now has a job as a waitress; and the chimney sweep was quite delicate as he giggled up through the  soot. I walked miles through the city and recognized nothing as a giant claw ate at my  stomach while the inside of my head felt  airy as if I was about to go  mad. it's not so much that nothing means  anything but more that it keeps meaning nothing, there's no release, just gurus and self- appointed gods and hucksters. the more people say, the less there is to say. even the best books are dry sawdust.  -from \"fingernails; nostrils; shoelaces\"\u003cbr\u003eBinding: Paperback \/ softback","brand":"Gardners","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":56222069457269,"sku":"9780060577087","price":9.99,"currency_code":"GBP","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0612\/7193\/3106\/files\/9780060577087.jpg?v=1762204258","url":"https:\/\/backstory.london\/products\/9780060577087","provider":"Backstory","version":"1.0","type":"link"}