Gregory Corso. 
 
City Lights: 1958. First edition, first issue. Single sheet folded into a pamphlet. Signed on the cover. Tear on the bottom of the front wrap. Mild soiling on the wraps beside the slight fold that runs down the spine. Unpaginated. Good. Signed. 
 
You could call this the break up edition, since after Bomb offended Lawrence Ferlinghetti and incited a student riot at Oxford, City Lights cut Corso loose. Here is the only signed first printing around. Think about what the footloose Corso felt as he signed it.  
 
                     "O Bomb thy BOOM His tomb
              That I lean forward on a desk of science
              an astrologer dabbling in dragon prose
      half-smart about wars bombs especially bombs
     That I am unable to hate what is necessary to love
              That I can't exist in a world that consents
       a child in a park a man dying in an electric-chair
                That I am able to laugh at all things
      all that I know and do not know thus to conceal my pain
         That I say I am a poet and therefore love all man
 knowing my words to be the acquainted prophecy of all men
           and my unwords no less an acquaintanceship"