Collected Poems 1947-1997 - Ginsberg Allen (книги серии онлайн .TXT) 📗
with Gefilte fish, then best
Mid January home NY to rest
Maybe we’ll see eachother then,
in any case let me know when.
Love, Allen
December 12, 1996
Diamond Bells
“Clear light & illusion body become one”
Hearing the all pervading scintillation of empty bells I realize
Napoleon had toes
Frankenstein’s big toe
Hayagriva cosmic horse one big cleft toe
Virgin Mary white-toed married Joseph brown-toed, impregnated by a white dove transparent triple-toed
How many toes has God? Yahweh nobody knows his toes
Allah’s toes? Mohammed, prophetic ten
Jesus Christ well-kissed human toes
Sealo the Seal Boy who two-fingered hand-flippers at shoulders could smoke & type with regular ten toes
sold tiny white toilets wrapped in toilet paper, souvenirs one dollar
Shelly ten pale pure toes
Michelangelo enjoyed five digits per foot, Da Vinci mapped ten on his two feet
Flies toes get stuck on spiderwebs
Spiders slide swift-toed on sticky nets
Scratch the sole, toes curl
Foetus is capable of toes
Stubbed my bare fourth toe on a step ladder one dark Friday night, though it still wiggles
walking on snowy mud’s painful, back aches
John Madison has chocolate toes
Hitler natural toes
Buddha ten bare toes enlightened
Lay my skull on night pillows, rest on Tara’s lap between gentle toes
Lama YabYum dreams with 20 toes
Emptiness innumerable trillion toes
Old men’s toenails thicken ivory aged
Dead toenails grow in cenotaphs
Napoleon wore toenails inside polished riding boots
Elephant toenail stubs nudge tussocks
Such is the all pervading scintillation of empty bells
December 30, 1996, 12:55 A.M.
Virtual Impunity Blues
With Virtual impunity Clinton got campaign funds from pink Chinese
With Virtual impunity CIA Contra stringers sold Cocaine disease L.A. & Minneapolis
With Virtual impunity FBI burned down apocalyptic Waco
With Virtual impunity gov’t began charging huge fees for public college studies
With Virtual impunity Congress FCC ok’d Fundamentalist Broadcast censorship
With Virtual impunity Family Values insulted ladies, gays, Afric Americans
With Virtual impunity the Pope banned planet birth control
With Virtual impunity N. Carolina banned sodomy in the wrong hole
With Virtual impunity the Chinese banned fresh speech electrics
With Virtual impunity Albanian Lottery bosses bought & sold elections
January 1997
Waribashi
Walk into your local Japanese restaurant Teriyaki Boy—
order sliced raw fish mackerel, smoked eel, roe on vinagered rice balls
slide thin wooden utensils out a white paper sleeve with blue Crane print
split the wood, rub ends together smooth down splinters, sit & wait & sigh—
200,000 cubic meters Southeast Asian timber exports
sawed & processed in Japan, resold, 20 billion waribashi
used once, thrown away—roots of rainforest destruction—help pay interest
Thailand’s & Malaysia’s yearly debt service to World Bank, IMF—
Your plate arrives with sharp green mustard & pink pickled ginger slices
new sprig of parsley, lift the chopsticks to your mouth enjoy sashimi
January 7, 1997, 6:30 A.M.
Good Luck
I’m lucky to have all five fingers on the right hand
Lucky peepee with little pain
Lucky bowels move
Lucky, sleep nights on a captain’s bed, nap mid-afternoons
Lucky to amble down First Avenue
Lucky make a couple hundred thousand a year
singing Eli Eli, writing passing mind, etching primordial doodles, teaching Buddhist college, snapping Leica bus-stop photos thru my window eyeballs
Hear ambulance sirens, smell garlic & rust, taste persimmons & flounder, walk the loft floor barefoot soles a little desensitized
Lucky I can think, and sky can snow
January 8, 1997
Some Little Boys Dont
Some little boys like it
Some little boys dont
Some little girls swipe it
Some little girls won’t
Some nephews suck it
Some lollypops grunt
Some nieces truck it
If grandpa’s a runt
Some puberties request it
Four times a month
Some girl teens breast it
Some eat it for brunch
Some little people gargle
Some adolescents warble
Some teenyboppers babble
Some kiddies play Scrabble
January 10, 1997, 4 A.M.
Jacking Off
Who showed up?
Joe S. pale bodied wiry leanness,
suck your cock—I kissed his belly,
thin muscular breast—
Suck my cock you bitch, little bitch
suck my cock,
Huck, I got him on his knees
licked his ass his hairy behind
doggie style, jacked him off he
grabbed his own dick finished—come.
Tom G. big cocked passed thru my
dream bed, didn’t stay
Ah John got you, bought the
leather handcuffs & strap
binding hand & feet helpless,
Leather collar roped to the
bedstead’s head—buy it
once for all S&M shops
Christopher Street
Uptown leather
Spank good & hard, slap his ass
let him writhe, better
than cutting him up,
designs with razor—
So came on that unfamiliar fear
savage control over
Adonis body, willing
eager—bound to be true.
January 28, 1997
