Howl with a MooA Poem by Juni ParksUnholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower Ginsberg
Moo madness Hysterical sadness
Fix me an angry shake me naked Heavenly hips Angelheaded trips Burn his brawn smoke his roof Poor poverty Tattered tragedy Spoon her eyes hollow with cries Brains barred Mohammed scarred Light me a dobie waste me groovy Busted beards Peyote weirds Drink a joyride traffic in Tangerine Bone grinds Boxcar pines Hunger her sex tremble her wild Turkish bathes Lover boy slaves Crawl me over bloody red clover East River steam Opium dream Rot his heart plunge his pushcart Eternity alarm White wrist arm Suck me suicidal Bowery b***h recital Radiant eyes Obscene dies Yell holy Farewell to Flowers © 2014 Juni Parks |
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Added on November 13, 2014 Last Updated on November 13, 2014 AuthorJuni ParksCAAboutand now sometimes I'm interviewed, they want to hear about life and literature and I get drunk and hold up my cross-eyed, shot, runover de-tailed cat and I say,"look, look at this!" Charles Bukowski more.. |
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