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William Blake

Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?

Or wilt thou go ask the Mole:

Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod?

Or Love in a golden bowl?

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Charles Bukowski·1920–1994·Beat Generation
he walked down the aisle and sat on the top of the desk across from me.She had nice long legs in silk stockings. She smiled at me, reached out ahand and touched one of my wrists. “Your parents don’t give you much love, do they?” “T don’t need that stuff,” I told her. “Henry, everybody needs love.” “T don’t need anything.” “You poor boy.” She stood up, came to my desk and slowly took my head in her hands.She bent over and pressed it against her breasts. I reached around andgrabbed her legs. “Henry, you must stop fighting everybody! We want to help you.” I grabbed Mrs. Westphal’s legs harder. “All right,” I said, “let’s fuck!”