My Heart
by Frank O'Hara
I'm not going to cry all the time
nor shall I laugh all the time,
I don't prefer one "strain" to another.
I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie,
not just a sleeper,...
This is a poem I wrote about my gay room mate's cat that ran away when I left the door open. It goes something like "Chris Kendall was a gay young man, who didn't like to curse..."
