via {billyisgray}

Sway with me, everything sad---
Madmen in stone house
Without doors,
Lepers streaming love and song
Frogs trying to figure
The sky;
Sway with me, sad things---
Fingers split on a forge
Old age like breakfast shells
Used books, used people
Used flowers, used love
I need you
I need you
I need you:
It has run away
Like a horse or a dog,
Dead or lost
Or unforgiving.

- bukowski

"the further she goes...

the more I become the space that separates us.

I will absorb the void and store it inside me forever."