If I Could Tell You by W.H. Auden with or by Charles Bukowski.
This just popped up in my music playlist.
I was like WTF, kind of scary at first but after listening a few times it’s making more sense I’m liking it.
I cannot yet make any sense of who or what did and done this.
Maybe I’ll speak it at the next poetry night that I hit up occasionally around Taipei.
