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Now that’s a f*****g unreasonable statement, isn’t it? -Charles Bukowski Like Bukowski I find both drink and death welcome, let ..

Of all the places for my bones to rest, I wonder why it’s here where I can’t buy guns but I can get full strength beer, it’..

Her kiss gets under his skin it works its way in, like poisonhis heartbeat quickens, his eyes dilate as the venom sets in injected into the m..

There is no reason to not climb that fence and find where the wild roses grow no reason to not be drunk, no reason to not think no reason no..

Stood in the rain, let it wash over me, caress my naked skin with rivulets of water and something that sounded as thunder made ..

Interested I am in the little death that starts in the chakras and moves out like a shiver, like a shiver in the dark from the center l..

I am interested in the death of my ego I am interested in opening many windows I am interested in long nights that smell like rain and cotton..

I feel them now, in a way I didn’t before the heavy weight of all those eyes resting on my lines the weight of all those mind consu..

Walking in the woods, he turned to me and he said, nothing is ever dead until I see the body and I laughed it off because he was talking of h..

She’s good to go she says she wants to stretch her legs she wants to strain she wants to moan she says I hold her back coop her ..