Describe fires in riverbottom sand, and the cooking; the cooking of hot dogs spitted in whittled sticks over flames of woodfire
Sweet sad young tenor Horn slumped around neck Bearded full of junk Slouches waiting For Apocalypse,
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…
The low yellow moon above the Quiet lamplit house.
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million d… He was Tight Frog waits Till poor fly Flies by
But a tree has a long suffering shapeIs spread in half by 2 limbed fate Rises from gray rain
The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don’t know why Something so conditional
The stars in the sky In vain The tragedy of Hamlet In vain The key in the lock
The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human… Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nit… Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan
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...
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
Man is not worried in the middle Man in the Middle Is not Worried He knows his Karma Is not buried
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
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