confession

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    confession

    Mighty, Everlasting, oh Great Watcher!

    They know not your face, my eyes

    Trifle bulbs fashioning my face, beauty,

    Perfection, mastery of the designer.

     

    The world is but a wall, mirroring

    That which therein resides; mortals

    Grasping for air, man, mortality.

     

    Mighty, Everlasting, oh Great Watcher;

    Let me not die, neither should she;

    Lovers as love itself does love;

    Heeding not the barriers between us stand;

    Wrong, faulty, covetous now, sincere

    Till the end of the world.

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    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.

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