“The bum’s as holy as the seraphim! the madman is holy as you my soul are holy”

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(title from Ginsberg’s “Howl”)

 

You are something holy – once held in your mother’s arms

You are something holy – debasing yourself nightly

You are something holy – leaking death from each pore

You are something holy – now held in my arms

You are something holy – trembling on the bathroom floor

You are something holy – we’ll meet again in another life

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