richard hell kicks my ass
and robert frost of all people
nailed me yesterday
i'm a convert
i read dorian gray at lunch
i was amused
charming lad
too bad he didn't push his luck
coulda been a great adventure
me? i got no luck to push
but i got virginia
sweet virgina
you ain't liberty, baby
but that's alright
and miss lucy
without love
you're born into this life paying
for somebody else's past
lucy sits in the living room
alone
caril ann peers through the window
and i'm down here with the pixles
quiet
until winamp kicks in
richard hell
blank generation
Nat Z. Punx
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ezra-pound-escapes-me/
