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Panda Sex with Charles Bukowski
almost dawn
blackbirds on the telephone wire
waiting
as I eat yesterday's
forgotten sandwich
at 6 a.m.
an a quiet Sunday morning.
one shoe in the corner
standing upright
the other laying on it's
side.
yes, some lives were made to be
wasted.
1 comment:
Wake up, wake up, you sleepy head, get up, get up, right out of bed
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