“Far off red signs/ on the orphan highway/ glimmer at the trucks of home/ Who rides that lone road now?/ What heart? Who smokes and loves/ in Kansas auto now?/ Who’s talking magic/ under the night? Who walks/ downtown and drinks black beer/ in his eternity? Whose eyes/collect the streets and mountain tops/ for storage in his memory?/ What sage in the darkness?// Someone who should collect my insurance!// Better I make/ a thornful pilgramage on theory/ feet to suffer the total/ isolation of the bum/ than this hipster/ business family journey/ –crossing hte U.S. at night/ in a sudden glimpse/ me being no one in the air/ nothing but clouds in the moonlight/ with humans fucking underneath…” –”Over Kansas”
“”Seeing in people the visible evidence of inner self thought by their treatment of me: who loves himself loves me who love myself.” –”Sather Gate Illumination”
“A hunchback tuberculosis salesman drives him cackling to St. Louis/ In the rain Hack no will of his own Creep next resale Crank/ San Pedro tomorrow St. Joe Squeak will it never end Hohokus–// Crashes into a dirty locomotive the bastard never/ Mind stock averages decline slightly here’s the mechanic/ Blam the junkyard Help the smelter ;ater a merger pressure accumulates/ He’s had it now Eek he’s an airplane Whine he wants to go home/ Suddenly he dives on the market like a bomb.” –”Squeal”
Also “Aether” is worth a read.
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