I'm not going to cry all the time <br />nor shall I laugh all the time, <br />I don't prefer one "strain" to another. <br />I'd have the immediacy of a bad movie, <br />not just a sleeper, but also the big, <br />overproduced first-run kind. I want to be <br />at least as alive as the vulgar. And if <br />some aficionado of my mess says "That's <br />not like Frank!", all to the good! I <br />don't wear brown and grey suits all the time, <br />do I? No. I wear workshirts to the opera, <br />often. I want my feet to be bare, <br />I want my face to be shaven, and my heart-- <br />you can't plan on the heart, but <br />the better part of it, my poetry, is open.<br /><br />Frank O'Hara<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-heart-2/
