Longings

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    Longings

     I long to smoke cigarettes
    For velvet fingers to glide along my back
    Coffee stains painted on my manuscripts
    Rain to celebrate outside my open windows

    I long to paint words upon my walls
    For the smoke of my burning incense to dance among the air
    The smell of lavender and patchouli to sustain itself on my clothes
    Mountains hubris to be dominant from my back porch

    I long to break free 
    For my music to sing along the mountain winds
    The walls of my house formed from a beautiful wood
    I long to smoke cigarettes

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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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