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

THOMAS R. PETERS, Jr.

I-95

Do you understand Nostradamus or the Amazon

or the man opening his black umbrella

while the motorcade drove by––

They live inside me like old recipes.

These are the elements of love

that consume us all like fruit

as we descend from the earth

continuously with the delicacy of sheep

I love your hips & their furious tempo

perfect in tone, delicate as olives

& profound as circus animals on parade.

I greet the new day with a Fresca

in love with antique stores & silencers

that make me one with the eternal ground.