The Beautiful and The Unbeautiful - a collection of poems and texts

Yr. Words, Not Mine

Why is it so important?

Why can't I deface my books?

It's all just ink on paper anyhow

Words on paper

And my words for that matter

I have bought them

Because the artist has chosen to sell them

So fuck Fitzgerald

Fuck Joyce

Fuck Thompson

And fuck Ginsberg and me

We are all just human beings anyhow

And yr. human beings for that matter

For we have also sold ourselves

So take my words

Change them around

Make me say all those thing that we aren't allowed to say

But which yr. twisted, held-back minds yearn for

Fuck the Jews, the Muslims, the black, the whites, the women, them men, the unborn children of Afghanistan

Make me as not unpolitically uncorrect as you want me to be

After all

They are not my words

I have sold them

- Yr. Words, Not Mine