The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don’t know why Something so conditional
Did I create that sky? Yes, for, if it was anything other than a conception in my mind I wouldnt have said 'Sky’—That is why I am the golden eternity. There are not two of us here, read...
Sweet sad young tenor Horn slumped around neck Bearded full of junk Slouches waiting For Apocalypse,
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
Man is not worried in the middle Man in the Middle Is not Worried He knows his Karma Is not buried
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…
I lie on my back at midnight hearing the marvelous strange chim… of the clocks, and know it’s mid— night and in that instant the whol… world swims into sight for me
“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…
—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)…
One flower on the cliffside Nodding at the canyon
I keep falling in love with my mother, I dont want to hurt her —Of all people to hurt. Every time I see her
The stars in the sky In vain The tragedy of Hamlet In vain The key in the lock
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million d… He was Tight Frog waits Till poor fly Flies by
