Daily Archives: November 6, 2009

8 Count

from my bed
I watch 3 birds
on a telephone
wire.
one flies
off.
then
another.
one is left,
then
it too
is gone.
my typewriter is
tombstone
still.
and I am
reduced to bird
watching.
just thought I’d
let you
know,
fucker.

–Charles Bukowski