'Jim Carroll’s Ass', a new poem by Alice Notley

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January-February 2019, no. 408

'Jim Carroll’s Ass', a new poem by Alice Notley

Reviewed by
January-February 2019, no. 408

Nothing seems real     yet I’m willing
to play ‘the real’ game for ones I love
and when I’m sick I go get pills
but more and more hovering above it I’m
and then is it a question of for who that’s why
I no longer have memories I don’t care about them
though I can contrive more but I don’t
belong in them anymore     ‘Do you really think

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