I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked
Andrey Burlankovmembuat kutipan4 tahun yang lalu
Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower?
Tata Osipovamembuat kutipan5 tahun yang lalu
who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston seeking jazz or sex or soup
valentinamembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
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So I grabbed up the skeleton thick sunflower and stuck it at my side like a scepter
valentinamembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower? when did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent dirty old locomotive?
valentinamembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!
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I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry, he has seen the presence of the Creator.
And the Creator gave me a shot of his presence to gratify my wish, so as not to cheat me of my yearning for him.
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The privilege to witness my existence—you too must seek the sun . .
valentinamembuat kutipan3 bulan yang lalu
the leaves in the night still where the day had placed them
the closet door and the leaves could be an allegory for how these things do not have a mind of its own and can therefore not advance without our approval