looking for a poem

Hi everybody,

I am looking for the name and possibly full text of a Charles Bukowski poem I once read.
According to my memory it is basically a description of a night spent before the TV,
consisting mostly of fragments of a number of about three spy movies [ I think]
that are sort of melting into one another. I remember that there was some line about planes or waterplanes crashing.
If somebody knows the piece off the top of his or hers head, I would be gratefull for a short note.

Looking forward to hearing from you.
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