when we were kids
laying around the lawn
on our
bellies

we often talked
about
how
we’d like to
die

and
we all
agreed on the
same
thing;

we’d all
like to die
fucking

(although
none of us
had
done any
fucking)

and now
that
we are hardly
kids
any longer

we think more
about
how
not to
die

and
although
we’re
ready

most of
us
would
prefer to
do it
alone

under the
sheets

now
that

most of
us

have fucked
our lives
away.

Charles Bukowski

(Source: observando)

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