Hey Father Death, I’m flying hom… Hey poor man, you’re all alone Hey old daddy, I know where I’m g… Father Death, Don’t cry any more Mama’s there, underneath the floor
Now I’ll record my secret vision,… It was no dream, I lay broad waki… having masturbated for no love, an… on my lap Lo & behold! I was thoughtless an…
Now mind is clear as a cloudless sky. Time then to make a home in wilderness. What have I done but
Pigeons shake their wings on the c… out my window across the street, a… surveys the city’s blue—grey cloud… 'll come at 10 AM and take my pic… your picture, pigeons. I’m writing…
That tree said I don’t like that white car under… it smells gasoline That other tree next to it said O you’re always complaining
When I die I don’t care what happens to my bo… throw ashes in the air, scatter 'e… bury an urn in Elizabeth New Jers… But l want a big funeral
At gauzy dusk, thin haze like ciga… ribbons past Chrysler Building’s… tapering delicately needletopped,… taller antenna filmed milky lit am… black and white apartmenting veil’…
Aunt Rose—now—might I see you with your thin face and buck tooth… of rheumatism—and a long black hea… for your bony left leg limping down the long hall in Newa…
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipste...
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! H… The world is holy! The soul is ho… Everything is holy! everybody’s ho… The bum’s as holy as the seraphim!… The typewriter is holy the poem is…
What thoughts I have of you tonig… I walked down the sidestreets unde… self—conscious looking at the full… In my hungry fatigue, and shopping… into the neon fruit supermarket, d…
Real as a dream What shall I do with this great o… What is the interpretation of this… if I can dream that I dream / and… I am awake / and why do that?
Cool black night thru redwoods cars parked outside in shade behind the gate, stars dim above the ravine, a fire burning by the… porch and a few tired souls hunche…
Kissass is the Part of Peace America will have to Kissass Moth… Whites have to Kissass blacks, fo… Only Pathway to Peace, Kissass.
Tail turned to red sunset on a jun… Mad at Oryoki in the shrine—room… Put on my shirt and took it off in… A dandelion seed floats above the… At 4 A.M. the two middleaged men…