The Days Run Away Like Wild Horses Over the Hills by Charles Bukowski

from “ON THE FIRE SUICIDES OF THE BUDDHISTS”

“you sophisticates
who lay back and
make statements of explanation,
I have seen the red rose burning
and this means more”

-Charles Bukowski, 1969

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