#BeatGeneration
But a tree has a long suffering shapeIs spread in half by 2 limbed fate Rises from gray rain
—lights out— fall, hands a-clasped, into instan… ecstasy like a shot of heroin or m… the gland inside of my brain disch… the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid)…
The taste of rain —Why kneel?
Tears is the break of my brow, The moony tempestuous Sitting downIn dark railyards When to see my mother’s face Recalling from the waking vision
Butte Magic of Ignorance Butte Magic Is the same as no—Butte All one light Old Rough Roads
The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don’t know why Something so conditional
The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human… Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nit… Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan
The stars in the sky In vain The tragedy of Hamlet In vain The key in the lock
Describe fires in riverbottom sand, and the cooking; the cooking of hot dogs spitted in whittled sticks over flames of woodfire
Now it’s jazz, the place is roaring, all beautiful girls in there, one mad brunette at the bar drunk with her boys. One strange chick I remember from somewhere, wearing a simple skirt w...
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million d… He was Tight Frog waits Till poor fly Flies by
April doesnt hurt here Like it does in New England The ground Vast and brown Surrounds dry towns
One flower on the cliffside Nodding at the canyon
“Tryna get to sunny Californy” — Boom. It’s the awful raincoat making me look like a selfdefeated… murdering imaginary gangster, an i… a rueful coat, how can they unders…
Society has good intentions Burea… 5 years ago – other furies other l… America’s trying to control the uncontrollab… The essential smile In the essent…