Poetry

Girl

June 10, 2022 / 6 Comments

Bedroom
Almost 4 AM on a Thursday
Content
Half crazy, half awake
Half my life spent in half costume never really living

I can be a hero
I can be a friend
I can be a lover
I can hide the pain, feature the triumphs, and forget the failures

I married a girl
I dress girl
I live girl
I am girl

Authentic.

Rehearse a dialog
Write a poem
Write all night
Watch the sunrise

I like you, I love you, I adore every facet of you.
I’ve seen your highs, your lows, every emotion of you.
Together and apart.
I know you.
I see the real you.
Look, the sky, the ground, the river, the sun, the moon.
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl.
Naked, and girl.

Being with you. Love, lust, passion, trust. Door open. Freedom to drift. Drift away into now.

This is me, this is who I am, and I am thrilled to be alive.

I lay awake.
Cannot sleep.
Naked and girl.


Colophon
This poem was inspired by my family friend, and childhood mentor, Allen Ginsberg, and was written on June 9, 2022. Years ago, I promised my mentor, Allen Ginsberg, that when the time was right, I would start to write poetry again. I am happy. The time is now. Today is the day, and I am thrilled to be alive.

The image used in this piece is titled Shaken With The Cracks And Crevasses.

Asides
Why Poetry Matters: The Aim of Poetry | The Beat Goes On: How Allen Ginsberg Inspired Me As A Writer | Allen Ginsberg On Poetry, Voice, Democracy, And More | The Life You Give: Allen Ginsberg *1926

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