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You know, on the one hand, it's pretty straightforward ... but if you want to go deeper with it, you'd probably go someplace like this:
think of Freud in "Civilization and Its Discontents" -- he makes the point that repression is the price we pay for civilization, right? We can enjoy the benefits of civilization, but that means that we each have to repress urges -- we can't attack people when we're angry, we can't sit and masturbate in public, we can't walk into grocery stores and tear into bags of chee-tos and eat till we're sick ...
So in this poem, Bukowski might be suggesting that on the one hand, these women complain about his slobbishness -- but they always come back. There's something in all of us that's attracted to the pure ID -- to the person or thing that refuses the demands of society, of manners, of correctness -- and instead just does whatever he feels like ...
Arguably that's what we ask poets and rock stars and celebrities and madmen to do for us -- to live big out-of-control lives to make up for the narrow little lives that we're all forced to live. Jim Morrison didn't work in a cubicle; he had his dick sucked in an elevator.
Quote that last line to your AP teacher. He's made his own fatal compromises with civilization.
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