April doesnt hurt here Like it does in New England The ground Vast and brown Surrounds dry towns
—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)…
Butte Magic of Ignorance Butte Magic Is the same as no—Butte All one light Old Rough Roads
The story of man Makes me sick Inside, outside, I don’t know why Something so conditional
Man is not worried in the middle Man in the Middle Is not Worried He knows his Karma Is not buried
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...
One flower on the cliffside Nodding at the canyon
I keep falling in love with my mother, I dont want to hurt her —Of all people to hurt. Every time I see her
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
Did I create that sky? Yes, for, if it was anything other than a conception in my mind I wouldnt have said 'Sky’—That is why I am the golden eternity. There are not two of us here, read...
The great hanging weak teat of In… on the map The Fingernail of Malaya The Wall of China The Korea Ti—Pousse Thumb
Sweet sad young tenor Horn slumped around neck Bearded full of junk Slouches waiting For Apocalypse,
The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human… Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nit… Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan
“Tryna get to sunny Californy” — Boom. It’s the awful raincoat making me look like a selfdefeated… murdering imaginary gangster, an i… a rueful coat, how can they unders…