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