As a Ginsberg related aside I often think his poem "I Am a Victim of Telephone" could be refreshed as a comment on modern life. [...]How are you dear can y

As a Ginsberg related aside I often think his poem "I Am a Victim of Telephone" could be refreshed as a comment on modern life. [...]How are you dear can you come to Easthampton we're all here bathing in the ocean we're all so lonely and I lie back on my palette contemplating $50 phone bill, broke, drowsy, anxious, my heart fearful of the fingers dialing, the deaths, the singing of telephone bells ringing at dawn ringing all afternoon ringing up midnight ringing now forever.