Macho Man
Your kissesStrewn like confetti
In crowded streets.
Your love
Marked as seconds
In bargain basement sales.
That eternal flame
Doused wtih careless spittle.
Macho Man
Your kisses02-12-2010
Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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