But a tree has a long suffering shapeIs spread in half by 2 limbed fate Rises from gray rain

Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million d… He was Tight Frog waits Till poor fly Flies by

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...

I keep falling in love with my mother, I dont want to hurt her —Of all people to hurt. Every time I see her

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

Birds singing in the dark —Rainy dawn.

Man is not worried in the middle Man in the Middle Is not Worried He knows his Karma Is not buried

Sweet sad young tenor Horn slumped around neck Bearded full of junk Slouches waiting For Apocalypse,

The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human… Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nit… Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan

The great hanging weak teat of In… on the map The Fingernail of Malaya The Wall of China The Korea Ti—Pousse Thumb

And how sweet a story it is When you hear Charley Parker tell it, Either on records or at sessions, Or at offical bits in clubs,

Describe fires in riverbottom sand, and the cooking; the cooking of hot dogs spitted in whittled sticks over flames of woodfire