wings you say?
there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity
to the promises of life…an extraordinary gift for hope, a romantic readiness
such as I have never found in any other person and which it is not likely
I shall ever find again.. (The Great Gatsby F. Scott Fitzgerald 1925)
emptiness even when one is convinced they are full and extravagances
leading to collapse and the cycle starts again and again rollo may and i
contemplate the american dream a rock pushed uphill bird pecking at liver
but my bro escaped you know oh you weren’t aware of that? yes he did i say so
here and forever loud and clear HE ESCAPED unhooked from the liverbird now
flying high No not Icarus you must be alive to be burned by the sun in this myth
the son flies just high enough soars over florida +mexico on his way home these
wings are real and in this place there are no false highs death is like that maybe
you weren’t aware of that either
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Charles Bukowski america’s debauched poet
2019 bring it ..in the end he unhitched the yoke..and he was happy and he was free..
Yes. He escaped. Freedom. Permanent Mexico.