Inside, outside,I don’t know whySomething so conditionalAnd all talkShould hurt me so.I am hurtI am scaredI want to liveI want to dieI don’t knowWhere to turnIn the VoidAnd whenTo cutOutFor no Church told meNo Guru holds meNo adviceJust stoneOf New YorkAnd on the cafeteriaWe hearThe saxophoneO dead RubyDied of ShotIn Thirty Two,Sounding like old timesAnd…
2The awakened Buddha to show the way, the chosen Messiah to die in the degradation of sentience, is the golden eternity. One that is what is, the golden eternity, or, God, or, Tathagata-the name. The Named One. The human God. Sentient Godhood. Animate Divine. The Deified One. The Verified One. The Free One. The Liberator….
America’strying to control the uncontrollable Forest fires, ViceThe essential smile In the essential sleep Of the children Of the essential mindI’mall thru playing the AmericanNow I’m going to live a good quiet lifeTheworld should be built for foot walkersOilyrivers Of spiney NevadyIam Jake CakeRakeWrite like BlakeThehorse is not pleased Sight of hisgorgeous fineryin the dust…
spread in halfby 2 limbed fateRises from gray rainpavementsTo traffic in the bleakbrown airOf cities radar televisionnameless dumb &numb mis connicumbThrowing twigs thecolor of ink To white souledheaven, withA reality of its own uses
making me look like a selfdefeated self-murdering imaginary gangster, an idiot in a rueful coat, how can they understand my damp packs – my mud packs –„Look John, a hitchhiker’„He looks like he’s got a gun underneath that I. R. A. coat’‘Look Fred, that man by the road’ „Some sexfiend got in print in 1938…
Nodding at the canyon
ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,the gland inside of my brain dischargingthe good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) asi hap-down and hold all my body partsdown to a deadstop trance-Healingall my sicknesses-erasing all-noteven the shred of a ‘I-hope-you’ or aLoony Balloon left in it, but the mindblank, serene, thoughtless. When a thoughtcomes a-springing from…
the cooking of hot dogsspitted in whittled sticksover flames of woodfirewith grease dropping in smoketo brown and blackenthe salty hotdogs,and the wine,and the work on the railroad.$275,000,000,000.00 in debtsays the GovernmentTwo hundred and seventy five billiondollars in debtLike UnendingHeavenAnd Unnumbered Sentient BeingsWho will be admitted –Not-Numberable –To the new Pair of ShoesOf White Guru FleeceO…
Quiet lamplit house.
Frog waitsTill poor flyFlies byAnd then they got himThe pool of clear rocksCovered with vegetable scumCovered the rocksClear the poolCovered the warm surfaceCovered the lotusDusted the watermelon flowerAerial the PadClean queer the clearblue waterAND THEN THEY GOT HIMThe Oil of the OliveBittersweet taffiesBittersweet cabbageCabbage soup made rightA hunk a grassSauerkraut let workin a big barrelStunk…
