À procura de um texto autobiográfico (32).

days like this. like your day today.
maybe the rain on the window trying to
get through to you. what do you see today?
what is it? where are you? the best
days are sometimes the first, sometimes
the middle and even sometimes the last.

[ Charles Bukowski: "something for the touts, the nuns, the grocery clerks and you..." Burning in Water, Drowning in Flame: Poems 1955-1973. ]