POEM: Howl (for Allen Ginsberg)

[d_generate_girl]

I admit it - I've never written a poem before. I can't rhyme, I can't use structure, and everything comes out in full sentences no matter what I do. But then, around last December, I wrote my final paper for AmLitII on Ginsberg and the Beats, and while my prof was droning on in class, I wrote the beginning of this. I finished it this weekend. I

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[phinnia]

...
...
yes.
yes.
you did it.
it's perfect.
just ... that's all I've got. it's perfect. it really is.
(except that I have tears in my eyes at the third line from the end. you should know that.)

[bluerosefairy]

*squishes*

You are so completely sweet. Thank you for the lovely feedback, and for reading the darn thing in the first place. I'm about ten shades of red over here.

(I did suspect that. That was one of the last lines added, because the last bit lacked a punch, and well, I hope I succeeded.)