Book cover, Charles Bukowski, The Continual Condition
when I was a boy I used to dream of becoming
the village idiot.
I used to lie in bed and imagine myself the
happy idiot
able to get food easily
…and easy sympathy,
a planned confusion of not too much love or effort.
some would claim that I have succeeded.
Charles Bukowski, The Continual Condition: Poems
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