Youth Poem by Patrick R. Penland

a fig
for Freud
and his sprouting plants!

violence and sex
marked my generation
because it was not able
to be earlier than itself.

my youth
leaped upon ancestors
to create an ego-independence!

we do not wish
to live long on earth
one tarzan-scream worth
more than any civilization!
Epitaph Here I lie
Who slept alone
For many years

Comes an angel loudly?
May he waken gently,
For I'm a lazy riser!