8 Count
from my bed
I watch
3 birds
on a telephone
wire.one flies off.then
another.one is left,then
it too
Is gone.
my typewriter is
tombstone still.
and I am
reduced to birdwatching.
just thought I'd
let you
know, fucker.
Charles Bukowski
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