Ill love you for as long as i can,
hand over hand and palming brands-bland and dry temptation,
tying the fervor to floating spars that come and go with such erratic weather.
Or the tide;
its rise and fall that teases the treading toddler whose lungs canno
When torn between curbs of leisure and waves of pleasure, I sit and smile. I smile
because I remember things have not always been like this. Smile for all the things that I
found promised in constitute. For all the things empowered by resolute.
I peered t
We the people,
Our opportunity to see the truth run,
feel the deigning squander that drew thicker
and we can't breathe with these lungs.
We the people find ourselves so pathetic,
upset by the rhetoric council that obeys
Deliberate as they ar
15 November 2012
A Convenient America
Allen Ginsbergs A Supermarket in California begins with an image of Ginsberg, selfconscious, walking down side streets with a headache, staring at a full moon and thinking of