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]
Friday, 11 March 2011
Memory 11.
I only can play “Rape Me” on guitar, I am bad at that. He played “Desire” by U2. Quite badly, too. I thought I finally met my match.
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