"I started writing hundred of poems and sending them out. You know poetry doesn't pay anything, it was just a form I needed. Kind of a passionate, pleasurable, selfish, nice form where you can scream a bit. I guess I needed to scream a little bit." C. Bukowski
Saturday, May 7, 2016
222 : an hour
far
miss
heart
time
it's not stupid
i learned in the psych ward
majority decides reality
i'm trying to hold on to my truth
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