irony-and-wine asked: Everywhere, Everywhere by Charles Bukowski

liberationfrequency:

amazing, how grimly we hold onto our
misery,
ever defensive, thwarted by
the forces.
amazing, the energy we burn
fueling our anger.
amazing, how one moment we can be
snarling like a beast, then
a few moments later,
forgetting what or
why.

not hours of this or days or
months or years of this
but decades,
lifetimes
completely use up,
given over
to the prettiest
rancor and
hatred.

finally
there is nothing here for death to
take
away.

(Source: circusfolk)