Art Quote by Charles Bukowski

“I can hear cars on the freeway, it’s like a distant sea sludged with people while over my other shoulder, far over on 7th street near Western is the hospital, that house of agony— sheets and bedpans and arms and heads and expirations; everything is so sweetly awful, so continuously and sweetly…” quote by Charles Bukowski — Download Open image

““I can hear cars on the freeway, it’s like a distant sea sludged with people while over my other shoulder, far over on 7th street near Western is the hospital, that house of agony— sheets and bedpans and arms and heads and expirations; everything is so sweetly awful, so continuously and sweetly awful: the art of consummation: life eating life…””

Charles Bukowski

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