I've lived a life of madness and mayhem. I’ve had diabetes for 50 years and have been addicted to one substance of another for 45 of those years. It has been a beautifully joyful and painful schizophrenic ride: drugs, booze, women, music, writing, and learning with each new success or defeat. This blog tries to come to grips with all of life's fractures and contains everything--even you.
Sunday, June 12, 2016
DO YOU FEEL ME, BABY
Do you feel
those little fish
hooks hanging
from your heart,
a thumping bass drum
lifting your lovely legs
against your will;
do you obey
your history
and dismiss your future;
does your temples throb
from a body's nastiness
and wet the flesh
that meets your center?
Rome screams
for its lost emperors.
Before history
there were moans.
Before that
nothing.
Norman Savage
Greenwich Village, 2016
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