everyday is a fight a struggle a contest – testing your mettle your resolve your tenacity against yourself – you have to punch and kick and scratch and claw towards a better tomorrow – never forgetting the past or the present – those scars are marks of passion of the skinny years just before you…
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A Canvas
last night a canvas fell crashing to the floor – should have noticed earlier as it had been slightly shifting position for some time – clamored down falling with a thud rousing me from a deep slumber – got up switched on the lights observed the wall – a thin brown strip of adhesive remained…
Moody
Charles Bukowski. He fills his cup to the brim with cheap wine, downs it in a gulp, then keeps on filling. This sweaty, balding, unkempt, rotund, scoundrel of man glances up from his stained and wrinkled stack of papers. A gleam of satisfaction cuts across his smirking face, pure bliss at wasting his audience’s time….
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