21:20"tonight this room is smoky
and I am alone
listening to the silence.
I am tired of waiting on life,
it was so slow to arrive and so quick to
leave.
the streets and the cities are
empty,
love is on the damned cross
and death laughs in the back
room." — Sifting Through the Madness for the Word, the Line, the Way: New Poems - Charles Bukowski (via henrycharlesbukowski)