I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked
Andrey Burlankovhas quoted4 years ago
Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower?
Tata Osipovahas quoted5 years ago
who lounged hungry and lonesome through Houston seeking jazz or sex or soup
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood?
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
So I grabbed up the skeleton thick sunflower and stuck it at my side like a scepter
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
Poor dead flower? when did you forget you were a flower? when did you look at your skin and decide you were an impotent dirty old locomotive?
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
Unholy battered old thing you were, my sunflower O my soul, I loved you then!
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
I want people to bow as they see me and say he is gifted with poetry, he has seen the presence of the Creator.
And the Creator gave me a shot of his presence to gratify my wish, so as not to cheat me of my yearning for him.
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
The privilege to witness my existence—you too must seek the sun . .
valentinahas quoted3 months ago
the leaves in the night still where the day had placed them
the closet door and the leaves could be an allegory for how these things do not have a mind of its own and can therefore not advance without our approval