Possible Side-Effect of Living As a Hermit
Beethoven
Piano Sonata No. 32 in C minor.
Good ol' Ludwig
belts out his wicked speel.
I read some Bukowski,
I put it aside,
I listen
I think,
How many lives
does the average man live
before he dies?
Some live too many
Some live none at all
Some live only one,
often living none as well.
I would draw
but there is nothing to draw
I would paint
but there is nothing to paint
All that exists right now
is my pencil, my notebook,
my wish to live before my innards die,
my thoughts of Dani,
and, of course,
Good ol' Ludwig.
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