This one is dedicated to Vince.

This one is dedicated to Vince.

abigailruthwrites:

I don’t want a long funeral
procession when I die.
I want to move on without weight
or obligation.
I want just the sullen darkness I want
a tomb like this night now:
me here undiluted—
solid, cranky, immaculate.
I hold fast to me. that’s all there
is.

Charles Bukowski, “thoughts from a stone beach in Venice”

This one is dedicated to Joshua.

This one is dedicated to Joshua.

I hate worrying about the future ‘cuz all my fuckin’ problems are based around the past.

(Source: Spotify)

#words #poem

#words #poem

This one is dedicated to Shay.

This one is dedicated to Shay.

#words #poem

#words #poem

mallorybrand:

Simply to be recognized for what I was, simply not to be misunderstood: these had revealed themselves, suddenly, as reasons to write.

Jonathan Franzen.

This one is dedicated to the House of Thatcher.

This one is dedicated to the House of Thatcher.