and you invented me<br />and I invented you<br />and that's why we don't<br />get along<br />on this bed<br />any longer.<br />you were the world's<br />greatest invention<br />until you<br />flushed me<br />away.<br /><br />now it's your turn<br />to wait for the touch<br />of the handle.<br />somebody will do it<br />to you,<br />bitch,<br />and if they don't<br />you will - <br />mixed with your own<br />green or yellow or white<br />or blue<br />or lavender<br />goodbye.

Charles Bukowski

Charles Bukowski