“the passing faces oblivious to all their strange beauty under the street lamps, and I drunk on it.”
— Denise Levertov, from Ernie.
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i’m only honest when it rains,
an open book with a torn out page,
and my ink’s run out.
“the passing faces oblivious to all their strange beauty under the street lamps, and I drunk on it.”
— Denise Levertov, from Ernie.
i’m only honest when it rains,
an open book with a torn out page,
and my ink’s run out.