i’m in a rothkovic paint

1. 1 anna g.
   9 / febrer / 2010

   Gran frase, la darrera.

2. 2 Buk
   10 / febrer / 2010

   I és que algú entén alguna cosa?

   Del gran Buk (del de veritat, no d’aquest que signa ;-) )

   each man must realize
   that it can all disappear very
   quickly:
   the cat, the woman, the job
   the front tire,
   the bed, the walls, the
   room; all our necessities
   including love,
   rest on foundations of sand -
   and any given cause,
   no matter how unrelated:
   the death of a boy in Hong Kong
   or a blizzard in Omaha …
   can serve as your undoing.
   all your chinaware crashing to the
   kitchen floor, your girl will enter
   and you’ll be standing, drunk,
   in the center of it and she’ll ask:
   my god, what’s the matter?
   and you’ll answer: I don’t know,
   I don’t know …

   Charles Bukowski

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