Poem for elise cowan

Beat Elise jumped through a locked window

A skin full of screams dead in an instant

A snap of her fingers

Gone!

Pushed by a hand of light

Perhaps she saw her soul in the glass

A way out of Bellevue

Rejected by society and love

Or perhaps just rejected

For someone of worth

While Allen was getting his arse kicked

In India for his profanities

What price obscenity

elise-cowen-allen-ginsbergWhat price life?

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