Strange New Cottage in Berkeley-Allen Ginsberg

[00:00.000] A Strange New Cottage in Berkely [00:06.432] All Afternoon cutting bramble blackberries off toterring brown fence [00:11.137] Under a low branch with its rotten old apricots miscellaneous under the leaves [00:15.530] Fixing the drip in the intricate gut machinery of a new toilet [00:19.291] Found a good coffeepot in the vines by the porch, [00:22.638] rolled by a big tire out of the scarlet bushes, hid my marijuana; [00:26.389] wet the flowers, playing the sunlit water each to each [00:30.348] Returning for godly extra drops for the stringbeans and daisies; [00:34.419] three times walked round the grass and sighed absently: [00:38.626] my reward, when the garden fed me its plums from the form of a small tree in the corner, [00:43.804] an angel thoughtful of my stomach, and my dry lovelorn tongue.