Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Gregory Blows A Cool Blues Riff
From the book
Mindfield
published by Thunder Mouth Press
(c) '89 ; by Gregory Corso
All Rights Reserved
AH… WELL
People…nobody loves them
not even people
Want of love
…no one owes anyone anything
Whosoever pays dues hasn’t
(I know of no collector)
They pay themselves
Those who demand respect
are seldom deserving
--not to show disrespect is enough—
People love only themselves
and not too well
Love for another
either in passion or compassion
stems from the heart’s desperate need
The universe is alone
and people are alone in it
The Pope doesn’t really love me
nor I he
Christ, his invisible love
I knew for a lover too
People bring on fear and pity
I fear human fragility
I pity coolies of humility
It’s always a bad day for someone
Pain, Death
The Big Lie of Life
The apothecarian earth blooms the poppy
at best
