I could scream down 90 mountains to less than dust if only one living human had eyes in the head and heart in the body, but there is no chance, my god, no chance. rat with rat dog with dog hog with hog, play the piano drunk listen to the drunk piano, realize the myth of mercy stand still as even a child's voice snarls and we have not been fooled, it was only that we wanted to believe.
Charles BukowskiI can see where creation often stops while the body still lives and often does not care to. the death of life before life dies.
Charles BukowskiTo experience real agony is something hard to write about, impossible to understand while it grips you; you're frightened out of your wits, canโt sit still, move, or even go decently insane.
Charles Bukowski