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To Frank O Hara	A
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Sometimes when my eyes are red	B
I go up on top of the RCA Building	C
and gaze at my world Manhattan	D
my buildings streets I ve done feats in	E
lofts beds coldwater flats	F
on Fifth Ave below which I also bear in mind	G
its ant cars little yellow taxis men	H
walking the size of specks of wool	I
Panorama of the bridges sunrise over Brooklyn machine	J
sun go down over New Jersey where I was born	K
Paterson where I played with ants	L
my later loves on th Street	M
my greater loves of Lower East Side	N
my once fabulous amours in the Bronx	O
faraway	P
paths crossing in these hidden streets	Q
my history summed up my absences	R
and ecstasies in Harlem	S
sun shining down on all I own	T
in one eyeblink to the horizon	D
in my last eternity	U
matter is water	V
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Sad	W
I take the elevator and go	X
down pondering	C
and walk on the pavements staring into all man s	Y
plateglass faces	Z
questioning after who loves	A2
and stop bemused	B2
in front of an automobile shopwindow	B2
standing lost in calm thought	B2
traffic moving up down th Avenue blocks behind me	U
waiting for a moment when	H
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Time to go home cook supper listen to	B2
the romantic war news on the radio	B2
all movement stops	C2
I walk in the timeless sadness of existence	D2
tenderness flowing thru the buildings	E2
my fingertips touching reality s face	F2
my own face streaked with tears in the mirror	V
of some window at dusk	G2
where I have no desire	V
for bonbons or to own the dresses or Japanese	H2
lampshades of intellection	H
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Confused by the spectacle around me	U
Man struggling up the street	B2
with packages newspapers	I2
ties beautiful suits	J2
toward his desire	V
Man woman streaming over the pavements	K2
red lights clocking hurried watches	Z
movements at the curb	L2
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And all these streets leading	C
so crosswise honking lengthily	I
by avenues	M2
stalked by high buildings or crusted into slums	N2
thru such halting traffic	O2
screaming cars and engines	P2
so painfully to this	Q2
countryside this graveyard	B2
this stillness	R2
on deathbed or mountain	H
once seen	H
never regained or desired	B2
in the mind to come	S
where all Manhattan that I ve seen must disappear	S2

Allen Ginsberg

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