by A. Ginsberg, 1992
I'll settle for Immortality-
Not thru the body
Not thru the eyes
Star-spangled high mountains
waning moon over Aspen peaks
But thru words, thru the breath
of long sentences
loves I have, heart beating
still,
inspiration continuous, exhalation of
cadenced affection
These immortal survive America,
survive the fall of States
Departure of my body,
mouth dumb dust
This verse broadcasts desire,
accomplishment of Desire
Now and forever boys can read
girls dream, old men cry
Old women sigh
youth still come.
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