enshadowed

in the mouth  of the alley

on one side.......ghouls
on the other

the police

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america

i read about some utopian vision
some ideal "form"

i hope to actually find you
and be there

(if you are there)

someday

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"naked anger"

isn't

"naked love"

but at least its

honestly naked

(like her body)

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i seen a great poet
in the bowels
of new york city

he who never

said a word

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i carry all of you

every day

i carry all of you

in my golden heart


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