she loved him
He treated her like a doxy a wenchher tore her heart to threads
he beat her black and blue
and in return....
she loved him
she loved him
He treated her like a doxy a wenchPoetry 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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