I have been listening to you, Allen Ginsberg br I can still hear you whistling a radio tune br I can follow you through history thoughts of yours br flow into mine br I follow you past WWI br and through the Battle of Versailles without a second glance br Past Hitler Mao Nietzsche Reagan Gogol br past Whitman Kerouac and Carson br I watch as you nod to Ghandi br And converse with Pope Paul VI and Nelson Mandala br We drift past Central Park quickly changing seasons br past Chicago streets and cute little back country California homes br I watch the death of many a thing beside you br i watch you connect you think you br Writing Howl, writing America, writing Death & Fame br I watch yourself deteriorate in body br but flourish in mind br and as you flourish i flourish br And we grow together and I follow you br and then you vanish br into the grape vines at the back of the fencebr br Lex Newmanbr br