typodescript:not-mai:Lunch Poems / Frank O’Hara [Text ID: Oh to be an angel (if there were any!), an
typodescript:not-mai:Lunch Poems / Frank O’Hara [Text ID: Oh to be an angel (if there were any!), and go straight up into the sky and look around and then come down /not to be covered with steel and aluminum glaringly ugly in the pure distances and clattering and buckling, wheezing /but to be part of the treetops and the blueness, invisible, the iridescent darkness beyond, /silent, listening to the air becoming no air becoming air again /end ID] -- source link