now, listen, when I die I don’t want any crying, just get the
disposal under way, I’ve had a full some life, and
if anybody has had an edge, I’ve
had it, I’ve lived 7 or 8 lifes in one, enough for
anybody.
we are all, finally, the same, so no speeches, please,
unless you want to say he played the horses and was very
good at that.
you’re next and I already know something you don’t,
maybe.
Charles Bukowski, “forget it”, You get so alone at times that it just makes sense
