16 agosto 2006

Bukowski

I met a genius on the train

today

about 6 years old

he sat beside me

and as the train

ran down along the coast

we came to the ocean

and then he looked at me

and said,

it’s not pretty.


It was the first time I’d

realized

that.


(16 de agosto de 1920 - 9 de marzo de 1994)