#Americans
The 1st electric wildness came over the people on sweet Friday. Sweat was in the air. The channel beamed,
Awake. Shake dreams from your hair my pretty child, my sweet one. Choose the day and choose the sign… the day's divinity
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Midnight criminal metabolism of guilt fores… Rattlesnakes whistles castanets Remove me from this hall of mirror… This filthy glass
The mushroom The unfolding instant of creation (fertilisation… not an instant separate from break… It all flows down & out, flowing
The walls screamed poetry disease… an inner whine like a mad machine… dropped in a cave of roaches or rodents
everyone has Their own magic There is no death so nothing matters High Style Flash & forgive me
—What is connection? —When 2 motions, thought to be infinite & mutually exclusive, meet in a moment.
Eternal consciousness in the Void (makes trial & jail seem almost friendly) a Kiss in the Storm
Moment of inner freedom when the mind is opened & the infinite universe revealed & the soul is left to wander dazed & confus’d searching
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
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
I can make the earth stop in its tracks. I made the blue cars go away. I can make myself invisible or sma… I can become gigantic & reach the
a series of notes, prose-poems stories, bits of play & dialog Aphorisms, epigrams, essays Poems? Sure
