Showing posts with label Poets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poets. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Cat

"The cat does not offer services. The cat offers itself. Of course he wants care and shelter. You don't buy love for nothing." William S. Burroughs

Monday, June 28, 2010

Charles Bukowski, "Ham on Rye #43"

"Did your father really blow his brains out because of your mother?"



"Yeah. He was on the telephone. He told her he had a gun. He said 'If you don't come back to me I'm going to kill myself. Will you come back to me?' And my mother said, 'No.' There was a shot and that was that."



"What did your mother do?"



"She hung up."


(Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye, #43)