Freitag, Juni 30, 2006

voy a fingir que escribo como bukowski

te voy a esperar con las piernas abiertas.


gabyta hat gesagt…

Bukowski me gusta a veces y "de las otras veces ya ni me acuerdo, yo creo que quien sabe".

Her arms were thin,very thin and when
she screamed and started beating me I held her
wrists and then I got it through the eyes:hatred,
centuries deep and true.I was wrong and graceless and
sick.all the things I had learned had been wasted.
there was no creature living as foul as I
and all my poems were

cxvz hat gesagt…

el era honesto y un hijo de puta.