Rubulad
Beaming lights
Strange sounds
Someone hands a drink
If you think
You might have drink
With surprise
In the middle
Strange sounds
Someone hands a drink
If you think
You might have drink
With surprise
In the middle
Rubulad
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.
Title | Comments | Submitted |
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Title | Comments | Submitted |
Rubulad | 0 | 02/02/2009 |
The younger me | 2 | 01/24/2009 |
buring | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
wind | 1 | 01/23/2009 |
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