Sitting downIn dark railyards
When to see my mother’s face
Recalling from the waking vision
I wept to understand
The trap mortality
And personal blood of earth
Which saw me in—Father father
Why hast thou forsaken me?
Mortality & unpleasure
Roam this city—
Unhappiness my middle name
I want to be saved,-
Sunk—can’t be
Won’t be
Never was made—
So retch!
The groundVast and brownSurrounds dry townsLocated in the dustOf the coming locustLive for survival, not for ‘kicks’Be a bangtail describer,like of shrouded travelerin Textile tenement & the birds fighting in yr ears-like Burroughs exact to describe & gettin $The Angry Hunger(hunger is anger)who fears thehungry feareththe angry)And so I came homeTo Golden far awayTwas on…
—Why kneel?
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…
Quiet lamplit house.
tell it,Either on records or at sessions,Or at offical bits in clubs,Shots in the arm for the wallet,Gleefully he Whistled theperfecthornAnyhow, made no difference.Charley Parker, forgive me-Forgive me for not answering your eyes-For not having made in indicationOf that which you can devise-Charley Parker, pray for me-Pray for me and everybodyIn the Nirvanas of your…
The tragedy of HamletIn vainThe key in the lockIn vainThe sleeping motherIn vainThe lamp in the cornerIn vainThe lamp in the corner unlitIn vainAbraham LincolnIn vainThe Aztec empireIn vainThe writing hand: in vain(The shoetrees in the shoesIn vainThe windowshade string uponthe hand bibleIn vain—The glitter of the greenglassashtrayIn vainThe bear in the woodsIn vainThe Life…
