“I said goodbye again
sucking up all that was left of her into the
little that was left of me.
I said, don’t look for me again. fuck it.
we are all lost. goodbye, goodbye.
— Charles Bukowski, from “Rimbaud be damned,”
The People Look Like Flowers at Last. (Ecco; First Edition edition March 27, 2007)”
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Charles Bukowski,
The People Look Like Flowers at Last