ROLL UP THE SLEEVES

ginsberg …ya howler.
ya make me bark in my sleep.
ya nudge your life upon me
with n awakenin.
i see your face,
n i’m studyin and thinkin
with notebook in hand.
your words on sheet
is teachin me
to cuss what’s inside of me.
i’m me n ya are ya …whitman readers.
ya look to others n so do i.
sharin this noble art …
i struggle on
in a work forever on.
ya are makin my heart growl,
n it’s for sure teachin me
to bring out the animal in me
n bark like a pit-bull in training.

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