America
Written and read
By Allen Ginsberg
The YouTube version, you know
The crowd laughs uproariously
Is it meant to be funny?
I don't think it's funny
We coulda been empty together
Remember that
We coulda watched the mushroom clouds go up
We coulda died together
But now I gotta get better
I'm better than I ever been
But more aware
Veil of youth lifted up
You know I'm naked underneath
And I'm building a balsa wood raft
And I'm smoking like a sailor
And I'm letting the water rush over me
And I'm getting better
The path of least resistance would have been to stay blind bide my time and follow that pattern I know like the wrinkles in my fingers.
Tale as old as time Bluebeard's bride you woulda kept me in a little cage I'm so much younger than you, you know that? It wasn't right.
I can't help it's so romantic like a story book (this is a pivot) I am determined nothing happens unless you want it.
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