the house next door makes me sad.
both man and wife rise early and go to work.
they arrive home in early evening.
they have a young boy and a girl.
by 9 p.m. all the lights in the house are out.
the next morning both man and wife rise early again and go to work.
they return in early evening.
By 9 p.m. all the lights are out.
the house next door makes me sad.
the people are nice people, I like them.
but I feel them drowning.
and I can’t save them.
(Charles Bukowski)
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