Kaddish Part IV

written by Allen Ginsberg, remixed by Shy Mukerjee
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O mother
what have I left out
O mother
what have I forgotten
farewell
with a overbroken rotten Trotsky
farewell
with Communist Party and a bad belly
farewell
with fat false relatives at night of the pickles
farewell
with your old stroke and a black black abortion in the park
farewell
with your fingers of India
with your pancreas of dark smokestacks
with your appendix of long mandolins
with your mouth of broken workers
with your chin of hairs and short stories
with your fear of dress and Aunt Elanor
with your voice screaming on the operating table long strikes
with your shoe of your breast with your shoe from the Fire-Escape for the decaying
with your eyes
with your eyes of lobotomy
with your eyes of money
with your eyes of sagging Spanish War
with your eyes of Czechoslovakia
with your eyes of removed China
with your eyes starving of bad lay
with your eyes of the killer Grandma taking a fall
with your eyes of your failure by robots
with your eyes of your porches in California
with your eyes of beard being led away of the smell
with your eyes of America running naked of Newark
with your eyes going to stocking on the horizon
with your eyes of Ma Rainey you see to an ambulance out of the apartment
with your eyes attacked naked around the vagina singing on the wen
with your eyes pissing by policemen at the piano
with your eyes dying in an ambulance
with your eyes with the arms removed
with your eyes of ovaries operation
with your eyes of strapped down
with your eyes of belly removed
with your eyes of shock
with your eyes of Hitler
with your eyes of Russia
with your eyes of shoestring
with your eyes alone
with your eyes
with your eyes
with your Death full of Flowers