I take you
Without telling me

Dh knew me
When he said
In distorted
Noise and wheeze

I love you
Ginsberg
You demi-God of
The few that said
In His words
That nothing would
Be OK

At last I see
That we be doomed
And oh' so soon
That these words of mine
Won't make it to noon
That last regrets sting
The eyes like onions cut
On white plastic stained & gutted
Boards of plastic
Moon lit cast in purple haze of
Inebriation manic made associations

Friends of the fast
I welcome the morning
A smile
A frown
Peace that
Never Lasts