Allen Ginsberg - Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters lyrics

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Allen Ginsberg - Fourth Floor, Dawn, Up All Night Writing Letters lyrics

Pigeons shake their wings on the copper church roof out my window across the street, a bird perched on the cross surveys the city's blue-grey clouds. Larry Rivers 'll come at 10 AM and take my picture. I'm taking your picture, pigeons. I'm writing you down, Dawn. I'm immortalizing your exhaust, Avenue A bus. O Thought, now you'll have to think the same thing forever!