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...
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million d… He was Tight Frog waits Till poor fly Flies by
One flower on the cliffside Nodding at the canyon
—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)…
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 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...
The taste of rain —Why kneel?
“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…
But a tree has a long suffering shapeIs spread in half by 2 limbed fate Rises from gray rain
April doesnt hurt here Like it does in New England The ground Vast and brown Surrounds dry towns
Birds singing in the dark —Rainy dawn.
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,
The low yellow moon above the Quiet lamplit house.
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…