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I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.

Charles Bukowski
Baby, Pockets, Hello
Charles Bukowski (2009). “The Captain is Out to Lunch”, p.13, Harper Collins
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: Hello, baby, how you doing? When you coming for me? I'll be ready.