I have not felt a thing for weeks.
But getting up and going to work on time
I did what needed to be done, then rushed home.
And even the main streets, those ancient charmers,
A friend called up saying he was in a pre-suicidal mood.
I told him to come over.
I'd pay for the taxi.
"Will you go back with me to my apartment if I start to panic?"
we who are
your closest friends
feel the time
has come to tell you
You are not me, and I am never you
except for thirty seconds in a year
when ecstasy of coming,
laughing at the same time
"BE YOUR OWN MASTER!" says the Vedanta Society sign.
Why not?…In the park
Some clouds roll over me like Greenland on a map.
If I wanted to I could imagine I was flying over
Our room, says the lady of the house
is nicer than one in a motel
and she's right
In 200 years they won't remember me, Salvador
And they won't remember you, so let's skip the part about
He will live with us forever.
You may get a footnote for being the only Marxist