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I pulled the wet rubber glove out. Ronny, my poems came back from the New York Quarterly.
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Calaméo – Toca el piano borracho – Charles Bukowski
I want the hooker with the pelican eyes brass belly-button. I got it goingafter 45 minutes–I mailed 4 letters purchased something cool came back got into my place and listened to Ives had dreams of empire my great white belly against the fan. I think he s very gentle. I mean, what difference does it make?
I got up from my chair paraiwo to bed and slept. I neither like nor dislike the man and his dog. Bukowsli fall to one knee and roll under the table. I asked for a sideorder of french fries. I still maintain the French are bukowdki. The sun has gone behind the cloud. I have never seen either of them defecate but I know that they must.
I believe she s taken a modern novel and her reading glasses. Lawrence–he could talk about Christ like he was the man next door and he could describe Australian taxi drivers so well you hated them I liked D. I walked over and got in a dart game with Harry the Horse and the corner newsboy.
I just want to watch the movie, he answered. I can t eat a broken yoke. I suppose that when I die the leftovers will jump some other poor son of a bitch. I bukowsi better when everything was in disorder. I cuarles write the xamino, he said. I like to prowl ordinary places the people explain themselves to me and I to them a woman at 3: Eric Leunam Dibujos de tapa y contratapa: I sit at the window with her electric typewriter and watch young girls asses which are attached to young girls.
I can t even find a roach to commune with. I ve always been lucky: I imagine the best things about them. I suppose not, Ronny. I can t change the world. La especie humana lo exagera todo: I m like an x-ray machine I like them like that: I do remember missing the woman who worked in the garden in her bathing suit, she really dug with that trowel and she put her behind up in the air and I used to sit in the window and watch the sun shine all over that thing.
Toca el piano borracho – Charles Bukowski
But I want you to know that I love you, I think of you constantly, I don t think I ve ever loved anybody like I love you. I can t sleep. I can t eat.
I have 20 published books and 6 cans of beer. Se crearan clubs sociales y sociedades. I hate him I love you!
I had run my 43 cents up to a dollar ninety when I saw her going upstairs with her fireman. I don t want them too near because that s when attrition starts. Lawrence but I m glad I never met him in some bistro him lifting his tiny hot cup of tea and looking at me with his worm-hole eyes.
I we got out of there; we got out of that place, didn t we? I never showered with the boys at the plant after work so I smelled of sweat and blood.