Tag: poetry
America, by Allen Ginsberg (His voice after His Words)
America America I've given you all and now I'm nothing.America two dollars and twentyseven cents January17, 1956.I can't stand my own mind.America when will we end the human war?Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb.I don't feel good don't bother me.I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind.America when will you be… Continue reading America, by Allen Ginsberg (His voice after His Words)
Words before smoke, before, bed.
Bat Bite
Two Weeks ago I was bitten by a bat. Got shot. That's it. That's what happened. I got bitten by a damn bat. I kept writing. The whole thing was just, weird. Today I write inside. Not because of the bat, but because it is cold.
Digital Blinks #16: Another Year Part 2, Typing Machines and Typing Places.
One of these days I'll get around to creating a page with full names of the many tapping machines that I've used over the years. For a record of sorts. Blah blah. People like me don't get vacations, for now. So on with the show. Peace.
Adventures In American Writing 