poverty
(..)
and soon it will be too late for me
and i will have lived a life
with drugstores, cats, sheets, saliva,
newspapers, women, doors and other assortments,
but nowhere
a living man.
i met a genius
i met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.
it was the first time i'd
realized
that.
charles bukowski
- shall we never sink alone -
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