there must be a way.

surely there must be a way that we have not yet

thought of.

who put this brain inside of me?

it cries

it demands

it says that there is a chance.

it will not say

“no”.

– Charles Bukowski –

the flesh covers the bone

and they put a mind

in there and sometimes a soul,

and the women break

vases against the walls

and them men drink too much

and nobody finds the one

but they keep looking

crawling in and out of beds.

flesh covers the bone

and the flesh searches

for more than flesh.

there’s no chance at all:

we are all trapped by a singular fate.

nobody ever finds the one …

Charles Bukowski – * alone with everybody *

Love Is a Dog from Hell

don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.

be on the watch.

there are ways out.

there is a light somewhere.

it may not be much light but

it beats the darkness.

be on the watch.

the gods will offer you chances.

know them.

take them.

you can’t beat death but

you can beat death in life, sometimes.

and the more often you learn to do it,

the more light there will be.

your life is your life.

know it while you have it.

you are marvelous

the gods wait to delight

in you.

– Charles Bukowski-

https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=ix4xSzkqwhk