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<p>dominic has
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<p>of course dominic<br />
took him<br />
home
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<p>a doll wired<br />
to the radiator of his<br />
ZOOM DOOM
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<p>knowing<br />
i feel<br />
that
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<p>& mrs dominic washed his sweet
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<p>are<br />
less alive<br />
than dolls &
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<p>we & worlds
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<p> O I was too good to you oblivion old kid that’s all<br />
and when I might have told you<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">to go ahead and croak yourselflike</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">you was always threatening you was</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">going to do</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">I didn’t</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">I said go on you inter-</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">est me</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">I let you hang around</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">and whimper</span><br />
and I’ve been getting mine<br />
Listen
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<p>don't get me wrong oblivion<br />
I never loved you kiddo<br />
you that was always sticking around<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">spoiling me for everyone else</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">telling me how it would make</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">you nutty if I didn’t let you</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">go the distance</span><br />
and I gave you my breasts to feel<br />
didn’t I<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 3em;">and my mouth to kiss</span>
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<p>there’s a fellow I love like I never love anyone else that’s six<br />
foot two tall with a face like any girl would die to kiss and a skin<br />
like a little kitten’s<br />
that’s asked me to go to Murray’s tonight with him and see the cab-<br />
aret and dance you know<br />
well<br />
if he asks me to take another I’m going to and if he asks me to take<br />
another after that I’m going to do that and if he puts me into a taxi<br />
and tells the driver to take her easy and steer for the morning I’m<br />
going to let him and if he starts in right away putting it to me in<br />
the cab<br />
I’m not going to whisper<br />
oblivion<br />
do you get me<br />
not that I’m tired of automats and Childs’s and handling out ribbon to<br />
old ladies that ain’t got three teeth and being followed home by pimps<br />
and stewed guys and sleeping lonely in a whitewashed room three thou-<br />
sand below Zero oh no<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 16em;">I could stand that</span><br />
but it’s that I’m O Gawd how tired<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">of seeing the white face of you and</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">feeling the old hands of you and</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">being teased and jollied about you</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">and being prayed and implored and</span><br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 21em;">bribed and threatened</span><br />
to give you my beautiful white body<br />
kiddo<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 5em;">that’s why</span>
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<p>but you’re not on my wavelength<br />
& now the crate’s cooled<br />
we'll sign off head on north<br />
you said you hoped to see more of me in the fall<br />
but will we ever fall together?<br />
that would be really operatic.
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<p>ive a hitchhiker but he wont talk<br />
i keep radioing words to you<br />
but what to say you’d really like?<br />
o luvalee the peach & almond petals? sure<br />
but it’s too late in the spring now dear tease<br />
ive left ploughed earth & the green ricefields behind<br />
revved thru towns with dusty palms<br />
yes damn you im up thru spidery almonds<br />
no more wine & oranges<br />
into hot canyons between bare yellow<br />
breasts of hill something vulgar<br />
about the landscape as well as me<br />
or is it just this jalopy’s had it?<br />
my conrods clank<br />
the rad’s jerked off again<br />
will i ever make vancouver?
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<p>well what’s to say? the view looks edible<br />
peppered with black oaks<br />
white barns for salt a saffron sunset<br />
“there you go being physical again”<br />
i can hear you well why not?<br />
this goddamn sky’s one big red cherry now<br />
& the sacramento’s a hairy crack<br />
between the white thighs of the liveoaks<br />
& by geez if there aint a rock-prick<br />
a-purplin up in all this stagey Eden
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<p>& you as remote now as that range<br />
radiating heat not holding it<br />
the buttes rainstormed but instant dryers<br />
i remember you like opera
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<p>my hitch decided no<br />
got out at the last crossroad<br />
& just passed<br />
waving from a new studebaker<br />
at me leaning against this robbers-roost garage<br />
with time to telepath you something<br />
while they screw in a new pump i dont need
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F
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<p>Just as busy, the crowded street; <br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> Cars and wagons go rolling on, </span><br />
Children chuckle, and lovers meet,— <br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> Don’t they know that our love is gone? </span><br />
No one pauses to pay a tear; <br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> None walks slow, for the love that’s through,—</span><br />
I might mention, my recent dear, <br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> I’ve reverted to normal, too.</span>
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<p>Now it’s over, and now it’s done; <br />
Why does everything look the same? <br />
Just as bright, the unheeding sun,— <br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> Can’t it see that the parting came? </span><br />
People hurry and work and swear, <br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> Laugh and grumble and die and wed, </span><br />
Ponder what they will eat and wear,—<br />
<span class="mw-poem-indented" style="display: inline-block; margin-inline-start: 2em;"> Don’t they know that our love is dead?</span>
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<p>I'm makin' a road <br />
For the cars to fly by on, <br />
Makin' a road <br />
Through the palmetto thicket <br />
For light and civilization <br />
To travel on.
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<p>Sure, <br />
A road helps everybody. <br />
Rich folks ride — <br />
And I get to see 'em ride. <br />
I ain't never seen nobody <br />
Ride so fine before.
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