Today its Bukowski... It was tempting to post something about drinking and fucking but I couldn't go past this little gem.
dog
a single dog
walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer
appears to have the power
of ten thousand gods.
why is this?
I said to Tim yesterday that I couldn't wait for winter to be over ... and he reminded me that it had not yet begun. It has begun today.
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