Dinosauria, We (born like this) by Charles Bukowski (read by Tom OBedlam)

Here s Bukowski himself It reminds me of Lord Byron s Darkness: There s interesting artwork born like this into this as the chalk faces smile as Mrs. Death laughs as the elevators break as political landscapes dissolve as the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree as the oily fish spit out their oily prey as the sun is masked we are born like this into this into these carefully