betting on the muse

Surprisingly, I think there were only three noticeable edits, one of which I probably would have made myself (unless Bukowski was trying to be really existential).

One might speculate that Linda Leigh was the muse for this one...

Someone wasn't paying attention and put a changed version of a posthumously published poem into another posthumous book eight years later. Caught with your finger in the pie, butcher. "hang the wallpaper," eh?