—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)…
One flower on the cliffside Nodding at the canyon
Birds singing in the dark —Rainy dawn.
The stars in the sky In vain The tragedy of Hamlet In vain The key in the lock
But a tree has a long suffering shapeIs spread in half by 2 limbed fate Rises from gray rain
The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don’t know why Something so conditional
The great hanging weak teat of In… on the map The Fingernail of Malaya The Wall of China The Korea Ti—Pousse Thumb
The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human… Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nit… Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan
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,
Man is not worried in the middle Man in the Middle Is not Worried He knows his Karma Is not buried
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million d… He was Tight Frog waits Till poor fly Flies by
The taste of rain —Why kneel?
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...
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…
