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A desolation by Allen Ginsburg

Now mind is clear

as a cloudless sky.

Time then to make a

home in wilderness.

What have I done but

wander with my eyes

in the trees? So I

will build:  wife,

family, and seek

for neighbors.
Or I

perish of lonesomeness

or want of food or

lightning or the bear

(must tame the hart

and wear the bear).

And maybe make an image

of my wandering, a little

image—shrine by the

roadside to signify

to traveler that I live

here in the wilderness

awake and at home.

….. The End …..

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