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

RANDY ROARK

What I Wrote When I Reached Home

I knew it would disappear and it did.

I don’t know the value of things I most need to know.

I’m disappearing every day a little less of me.

All that’s left I’ve cobbled together out of

something once beautiful I’ve allowed to decay.

[From the author’s Santa Monica Notebook, originally published in NHS 2006, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs06/Roark.htm.]