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-what a thought

-what a thought bukowski in the bathroom i read him during shits and think what i will be in another 50 years if i live to 67 an old cat lady likely and drunk most nights alone Fifteen years later … Continue reading

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It Is

It is Burning in Water Drowning in Flame to the beat of The Crow over my neighbor’s Rage a combination pounding in this half-packed house I write in Red too Bright to be Blood but I wish and I wish … Continue reading

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blackout

blackout coming to as i rock back and up from the floor stoned and sleep deprived i was making room on the shelf for bukowski he has been living in the bathroom and i killed his dog today I’ve always … Continue reading

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