Unabridged

When I was eighteen in 1969 the Army selected me to go by troop transport from Kansas City to Washington D.C. for a meeting of AUSA, th...

to all the holy ones that line my jacket with your fur to the summer rain in the fern covered forest  to the crazy beats who died...

like a song steaming steel ball blues like a amsterdam whore w/ her heart of fire like a bluebird singing a song in the breeze like a ...

butterflies and scorpion tails a wahene in a dried grass skirt 3 shots of vodka to wash down 3 lines of cocaine white sun blow a old...

over the edge like popcorn blue flame pouring out of gun king kong the midget fire eater juggles razor blades on tongue purple hair ...

boding in the sand i can see mirages the snow up ahead  my feet burn red a stick holding up  a fly weight boxer its me & ...

ever life again not in the nitre frogs r chirping birds r perching cowboys r free girls with melons in sweat...

its opening day at the ballll pa rk in brooklyn willy mays babe ruth tom waits ty cobb clomps spitting  opium spiking the bum che...

at the back doors of the brick-house you could see trance lights and music burning into the night rusty roses galore tragedia of seg...

john berryman transfixed by henry on the horrid day he shot himself or took poison 1 or other to  body bronze full of electric...

crocodile cross in jeans pocket pan head heavy metal rubber burn blacktop road opening up ahead as time flows so fondly in distance ...

in a hush eating mars bars and  popcorn @ the Oriental theater where celluloid dreams ooze off  the screen as Queen Cleopatra shows ...

face growing dull in mirror, wane dwindling content, wafered mass emerald and golden dust covering the taj mahal as blue blue birdies fly ...

as a inner city baby cries, stevie wonder chants a message teletype into hot deepness, electric summer night, the bronx 73. it was the day...

out and out in the brush fields of our town, angles clown around, hug deeply fly and dance to eternal drum beats of extraterrestrial blowing...

Oil of French Perfume, round and fat as the Mardis Gras, psychedelic beer, drunken wine high. Dark skinned hash boy carrier burning bri...

Fuller Brush and Skunk headed hipster cleaning floors with a broom and a mop, waxing vestabules shining like pools mirrored and magnified in...

He was the "Lizard King" who drove on Empty. He was Hercules speaking Greek, the Sun King to boot, he was Victor Mature and Lawr...

Peering on beach from Banyon Tree brow, watching Dolphins splashing Blue Sea. Angels and Monarchs sound tow-colored trumpets for Green ...

The list of miseries I carry around in my bag of machination is a pyramid of verse, that is turned on it's side and starts with a word;...