>
>On May 18, 12:57 pm, Immortalist
yahoo.com> wrote:>>> decrepid, decaying
>>> laying in the nuclear afterglow of four thousand years of oppresion
>>> laughing to themselves
>>> joined in communion with the freakminded corpses
>>> swimming in the industrial waste of a world gone slightly sane
>>> while the buddhamachinery short-circuits
>>> in ways we did not intend
>>> sat on the edge of conformity and cut myself
>>> bled on the papaver soul of the immortal burroughs
>>> and smothered the screams of the innocent
>>> licked the vaginal offerings of the cocksucker godladies
>>> hating the broken and limp motherfuckers
>>> with their speed and their catnip-padded joints
>>> and their blank sheets of paper sold as acid
>>> puked a resin of syrian rue down my chest
>>> and rolled in the trails of saliva
>>> which my love angry-hearted tried to clean
>>> twisted the huxleyblake mind of infinity
>>> arguing paradigms with kuhn
>>> as illuminati stalkers chanted crowley in the restrooms
>>> killed the ethical ego squirting junk
>>> up the nose of the hourglass vistas
>>> where prostitutes kneeled shivering
>>> with 45s to their heads
>>> and their hands to their crotches
>>> and pondered the sweet paranoid
>>> as his stomach trembled in time
>>> to the childhood memories of oceanlost traumas
>>> which came prematurely in latex
>>> tried not to listen when the vagrant and lost
>>> whimpered entreats for the trumpeter
>>> to play the music i have hidden
>>> in the heating ducts of my stale apartment
>>> shaken hands with the golden apple factories
>>> of mutant biochemistries
>>> splicing the cheap adrenochrome memories of my ancestors
>>> to the higher transfinite ordinals of love
>>> mocking rimbaud and gide
>>> choken on combustion faulty reaction chambers
>>> where there is no reaction
>>
>>> no matter how hard she shakes him
>>> losing myself once again
>>
>>> i have listened to the wind blowing over the desert floor
>>> day after day
>>> to see if an answer would come
>>
>>> and nothing came
>>
>>> there once was a dark rain
>>> forests of deep glowing amber
>>> rivers awash in the bloodsemen fantasies of lepers
>>> contemplating the end of the world
>>> einstein was a rock star
>>> running through the thousand year redwoods
>>> to the synthesised euphoria of charge black holes
>>> there are pages of the necronomicon which have not been found
>>> chaldean songs remembered by children
>>> playing with the insect people of dawn
>>> but never voiced
>>> do we scream with the schizos in their bellevue haze
>>> howling for the dead god to rise and stop
>>> for just one moment
>>> this slaughtering reality?
>>> or do we whimper with the white trash
>>> single mother trailer park hussies
>>> lose ourselves in routine?
>>> forget the dreams?
>>> and cry?
>>
>>> the curanderos await
>>
>>> cougar-eyes in the trees
>>
>>> my ancestors iboga
>>
>>> hide from me
>>
>>> -=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
>>> galathaea: prankster, fablist, magician, liar
>
>Wow, some of the best poetry around these newgroups in quite a
>while... makes me think of the great American poets Anne Waldmann and
>Patti Smith.
>Ginsberg would no doubt dig this greatly.
really? how so? what is it about this piece that Ginsberg would "dig," huh,
dockery?
see, you post these vapid comments that don't really mean anything. you know,
people would take you seriously if you actually had the ability to explain
yourself, even a little bit.
but you post these meaningless comments because of your sad and desperate desire
to look knowledgeable, and all you end up doing is looking pathetic and
ignorant.
so, do tell us what it is about this piece that Ginsberg would "dig?" why don't
you actually make an effort for once.
most sincerely,
GodBuilt
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