And if you decide to kill somebody,
make it anybody and not somebody:
some men are made of more special, precious parts:
do not kill if you will a president or a King or a man behind a desk -
these have heavenly longitudes
enlightened attitudes.

If you decide,
take us
who stand and smoke and glower;
we are rusty with sadness
and
feverish
with climbing broken ladders

Autore: Charles Bukowski