Showing posts with label whitman. Show all posts
Showing posts with label whitman. Show all posts

Monday, August 10, 2009

It's late.

not much to say here.

So I got this one, brother:

the burning of desire--

brother, i've felt it to

I was of you--one of the many
lusting and burning

a rough neck
one of the toughs
who sought expression
in line and harmony.

Friday, August 7, 2009

poem--natural is a euphism for ugly

the burning fires of desire
brother i've felt them too

i was as you are--

one of the many
lusting and burning

a rough neck
one of the toughs

who saught expression
in line and verse

harmony, if you will