sâmbătă, 27 noiembrie 2010

There's an ogre in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too sly for him,
I say, stay there, I'm not going
to let anybody see you,
don't you know these fuckers think you're a bluebird?

(Bukowski revisited)

4 comentarii:

  1. Ok, la inceput cand am citit asta reactia a fost Wicked and maybe Fucking Wicked. Ceea ce stiu ca urasti, si preferi constructive criticism. :D Yet, dupa a doua citire, I was "Why a bluebird". So, I googles and wikid and looked up for symbolism. Then, m-am gandit ca bluebird are pentru tine uun simbol total diferit de Bluebird of happiness, or of hope (Russian btw).

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  2. And then I see it's Bukowski! *rolls eyes*
    :)) Shoot me now and be done with it.

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  3. Doar nu credeai ca I could possibly come up with something like that :)) Dar eu spre deosebire de Bukowski am un șocâte in inima, nu o pasare albastra :))

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  4. Hey, nu sti niciodata cand te loveste ceva atat de profund ;). Un socate e dragut though.

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