Poem - Frank O'Hara

[folded_wings]

Let's take a walk, you
and I in spite of the
weather if it rains hard
on our toes

we'll stroll like poodles
and be washed down a
gigatinc scenec gutter
that will be

exciting! Voyages are not
all like this you just put
your toes together and
maybe blood

will get meaning and a trick
becoming slight in our keeping
before we sail the open sea it's
possible--

And the landscape will do
us some strange favor when
we look back at each other
anxiously