#Americans
Midnight criminal metabolism of guilt fores… Rattlesnakes whistles castanets Remove me from this hall of mirror… This filthy glass
The night is young & full of rest I can’t describe the way she’s dress’d She’ll pander to some strange
Moment of inner freedom when the mind is opened & the infinite universe revealed & the soul is left to wander dazed & confus’d searching
The diamonds shone like broken gla… Upon the midnight street And all atop the walls were wet Their white eyes glint & sleek Then from afar a gnome appeared
Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign… the day's divinity
The mushroom The unfolding instant of creation (fertilisation… not an instant separate from break… It all flows down & out, flowing
everyone has Their own magic There is no death so nothing matters High Style Flash & forgive me
for leather accrues The miracle of the streets The scents & smogs & pollens of existence Shiny blackness
—Moment of inner freedom when the mind is opened & the infinite universe revealed & the soul is left to wander dazed & confus’d searching
—What is connection? —When 2 motions, thought to be infinite & mutually exclusive, meet in a moment.
Shake dreams from your hair My pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign of your day The day’s divinity
The barn is burning The race-track is over Farmers run out w/ buckets of water The horse flesh is burning
What can I read her What can I read her on a Sunday Morning What can I do that will somehow reach her
The great hiway of dawn Stretching to slumber pouring out from her greedy palms a shore, to wander Hesitation & doubt
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