hello, how are you: With All the Love I Had, Which Was Not Enough

fuckyeahbukowski:

I pick up the skirt,
I pick up the sparkling beads
in black,
this thing that moved once
around flesh,
and I call God a liar,
I say anything that moved
like that
or knew
my name
could never die
in the common verity of dying,
and I pick
up her lovely
dress,
all her loveliness gone,
and I speak to all the gods,

there are no words for this, brings tears to my eyes.

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