MY IDEAL, INVETERATE LOSER
Outside of Charles Bukowski - what a flim-flam
huckster he - it would have to be me. He said :
"Now I don't know what I'm talking about anymore.
That's the danger of talking - you talk, talk, talk,
all wax and wallow, and pretty soon you don't know
what you're saying. I don't. That's why I feel much
better when I am mostly quiet." OK, that's good;
I can live in that neighborhood.
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