Charles Bukowski - Small conversation in the afternoon with John Fante lyrics

He said, "I was working in Hollywood when Faulkner was Working in Hollywood and he was The worst: he was too drunk to stand up at the End of the afternoon and so I had to help him Into a taxi Day after day after day "but when he left Hollywood, I stayed on, and while I Didn't drink like that maybe I should have, I might have Had the guts then to follow him and get the hell out of There." I told him, "you write as well as Faulkner.: "you mean that?" he asked from the hospital Bed, smiling