He is looking for peace
& freedom? Kick the fag
in the nuts. Says he wants
Love & Beauty? Bash
out his brains: they’re not
doing him much good.
He’s a loser. Queer.
Shut his eyes for the last
time. The fag says
he’s a poet. That
figures. Break the fag’s
goddam ass. Let him go on
writing about a broken
face & two crushed balls.
The law won’t touch us, chum.
Venice, CA, circa 1970
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