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Thursday
Jul092009

Gemini: I am writing millions of letters a year . . 

                                        . . .  I correspond with hopeful

          messengers in Detroit, I am taking drugs

and leap at my postman for more correspondence, Man is leaving

          the earth in a rocket ship,

there is a mutation of the race, we are no longer human beings,

          we are one being, we are being connected to itself,

it makes me crosseyed to think how, the mass media assemble

          themselves like congolese Ants for a purpose

                                                                      Allen Ginsberg

 


          communicate with me

          by mail post telegraph phone street accusation or scratching at my window

          and send me a true sign I'll reply special delivery

             DEATH IS A LETTER THAT WAS NEVER SENT   

Allen Ginsberg


 

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Reader Comments (1)

Just been catching up with your psotings, Mark. wonderful series of "Hands of Gemini" - I'd never have connected hands and the twins, but it works so very well! Great stuff!
July 10, 2009 | Unregistered CommenterTwilight

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