After A Poem For Cocksuckers Poem by John Wieners

After A Poem For Cocksuckers



I have never stopped loving him
from the first moment I cast eyes upon him
although they made us rob Brink's
whether up the chimney.

he stopped loving me
over their atrocities
allegedly he never did
over two years before
even one Earlier Easter

say two or more likely
projected Jesuit patricide;
at one permanent

As. ante Yanagi, unmrd. edn.

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Milton, Massachusetts / United States
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