H e a r t S o n s & H e a r t D a u g h t e r s of A l l e n G i n s b e r g

N a p a l m H e a l t h S p a : R e p o r t 2 0 1 4 : A r c h i v e s E d i t i o n

CLIFF FYMAN

Her

Her opinions overpowered the expression of my opinions. So I was dominated.

Even when I thought that she was wrong, her anger over-rode the expression of what I

thought to be the contrary. Basically she was suspicious to an evil—. She suspected

schemes by people against her that didn't exist in reality. Or did exist but weren't as

dangerous as that. She had a highly developed nervous system. Someone else's

innuendo of negativity toward her she would perceive as the start of a larger destructive

force. But there's destructive potential in every negative vibration. You got to be able to

just brush aside the small stuff. But her mind magnified everything.

I would think it would be a terrible blessing to live with a mind like that which she

was given to live with.

To have a mind like her mind I would think would be a terrible blessing.

On the other hand to be given a heart that aches every day like mine does is

difficult as well.

January '82

[Originally published in NHS 2012, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs12/.]