In 1971 when I was briefly an English major I went to hear Ginsberg read his work.
The place was a small CLASSROOM.... can you believe it? And there were only about 25 of us there in total. Al sat cross legged indian style on the floor and the spectators gathered in a circle. I was about 12 ft. away and I noticed something strange in his lap.... there seemed to be something black and furry and then I realized his pants were unzipped..... hey Al, get comfortable! That's what I always say!
Wow! I saw Allen Ginsberg's pubic hair!!!! Me and what army?
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