Stand up against governments, agai… Stay irresponsible. Say only what we know & imagine. Absolutes are Coercion. Change is absolute.
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…
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’…
Sometimes when my eyes are red I go up on top of the RCA Buildi… and gaze at my world, Manhattan— my buildings, streets I’ve done fe… lofts, beds, coldwater flats
I’m delighted by the velocity of m… of Lower East Side Delighted by skyscrapers rising th… 84th Street Delighted by inflation that drives…
You’ll bare your bones you’ll grow… When the light appears, boy, when… You’ll sing & you’ll love you’ll p… When the light appears, boy, when… You’ll whimper & you’ll cry you’ll…
Strange now to think of you, gone… the sunny pavement of Greenwich V… downtown Manhattan, clear winter n… talking, reading the Kaddish aloud… shout blind on the phonograph
Now mind is clear as a cloudless sky. Time then to make a home in wilderness. What have I done but
The flower in the glass peanut bot… kitchen crooked to take a place in… the closet door opened, because I… kindly stayed open waiting for me,… I began to feel my misery in palle…
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?
In the depths of the Greyhound Te… sitting dumbly on a baggage truck… waiting for the Los Angeles Expre… worrying about eternity over the P… the night—time red downtown heaven
I —A Pleasant Afternoon for Michael Brownstein and Dick… One day 3 poets and 60 ears sat un… tauqua tent in Aurora listening to Black spirituals, tap…
Is that the only way we can become… like Quartz Crystals, like organi… Adam & Eve to’ve been, caressing… before the Snake of Revolutionary… The Tree of Knowledge? What woul…
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…
Blandly mother takes him strolling by railroad and by river —he’s the son of the absconded hot rod angel—