
“i’m soft, i
dream too.
i let myself dream…
it could happen.
i’m ready.
i’ve watched snails climb over
ten foot walls and
vanish.”
-bukowski, “on the continent”
“i’m soft, i
dream too.
i let myself dream…
it could happen.
i’m ready.
i’ve watched snails climb over
ten foot walls and
vanish.”
-bukowski, “on the continent”