Peter Anton Orlovsky

(1933 - 2010 / The Lower East Side of New York City)

Peter Anton Orlovsky Poems

1. FRIST POEM 6/21/2016
2. SECOND POEM 6/21/2016
3. Snail Poem 6/21/2016
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Snail Poem

Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired
& handsome felt,
Grave root pillow, tung up from grave & wigle at
blown up clowd.
Ear turnes close to underlayer of green felt moss & sound
of rain dribble thru this layer
down to the roots that will tickle my ear.
Hay grave, my toes need cutting so file away
in sound curve or
Garbage grave, way above my head, blood will soon
trickle in my ear -
no choise but the grave, so cat & sheep are daisey
turned.
Train will tug my grave, my breath hueing gentil vapor
between weel & track.
So kitten ...

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