I met a genius on the train
today
about 6 years old,
he sat beside me
and as the train
ran down along the coast
we came to the ocean
and then he looked at me
and said,
it's not pretty.
it was the first time I'd
realized
that.
[Charles Bukowski - I met a genius]
Thursday, 20 May 2010
A note on pain.
There is nothing more painful Than hearing him say "You are beautiful" To the other girl. When you are the one Who prays for him
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