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Honey Pie
I’m so sorry honey pie, I got the mixed up tone and whipped up cream. I love you honey pie, of all the ones who flew me up and shot me down. I feel you honey pie, dear sentiment, my sweet rhyme. … Continue reading
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Wild Thing
Wild Thing – you make my heart break. Wild Thing – I cannot be this sane. Wild Thing – I hate you and am down with that. Wild Thing, you moved me. Wild Thing – come on and torque me tight. You … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, devil, Poetry, sentiments, Sex, Spirituality, suicide, The Troggs, William S. Burroughs, Women
Tagged absinthe, alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, jack kerouac, leonard cohen, love, Serge Gainsbourg, the beats, tom waits, William S. Burroughs
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Little Pink Matches
Grace follows a girl who whispers love and wears a sweat in gentle tufts; corn and syrup. Positively lovely, adorning the sky with curling lace and little pink matches, waiting to strike. 45 rpm, soprano lilt; return dear scent, fond … Continue reading
Shadows Paint the Walls
My home is warm where skin blisters a fragrant smell. But my home is warm and I survive. Someone is always telling me to leave, but home is where I find my blanket. It is me. Call it sane mayhem, or … Continue reading
Posted in America, beat poetry, bible, Dreams, God, Hope, Love, Paris, Poetry, Sex, Spirituality, the beats
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, dante, death, devil, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, Newtown School Shooting, religion, Serge Gainsbourg, William S. Burroughs
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Once More for Making Sure
Release the heat and lick my soul with cleansing flames. Once consumed, I will be free of earth and space. Onward sentimentalities; give our embrace tonight – is certain. Turn the dial and etch the settings. Once more for making … Continue reading
Posted in Albert Camus, alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, beat poetry, Boulevard Saint-Germain, Dreams, environment, expatriates, French Poetry, God, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, Lost Generation, Lucifer, ocean, Paris, Sex, Song, Spirituality, Surrealism, tom waits, Women
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, dreams, faith, Génération au Feu, God, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, love, martin luther king, Neal Cassady, Surrealism, the beats, tom waits, When this American Woman “Let Us Compare Mythologies” published 1956
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Blushed Romance and Foreign Lip-Lock
We sail smooth runners iced and swelled, in teas of black with Chinese talk-talk. Lay your hands on me, such smoothness tickles; my fuzz and temptations – you feel. It’s our room on Boulevard Saint-Germain where hush-hush is our … Continue reading
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Peckered Inch That Dangles for Nothing
Here we goes, the trip begins and in back, so black to the crowd, someone yells – “go baby go”. Let’s put this machine to the test and grind it out with redline fire and give it some all the way heroics. We’ll insert the … Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, America, beat poetry, Disco, Hope, leonard cohen, Pecker, Sex, Teenager, tom waits, Women
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Beat of Our Dreams, Sweet Thoughts
We climb to the stars baby – the stars’ ladder. We are those stars of charts and meanderings through the crystal skies, the jet-plane paths and blue oxygen. How far I climb is up to me, but all I see … Continue reading
Posted in Allen Ginsberg, beat poetry, God, jack kerouac, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, Paris, prayer, Spirituality, tom waits
Tagged absinthe, Albert Camus, alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Arthur Rimbaud, boogie, death, God, jack kerouac, leonard cohen, love, poetry, politics, the beats, tom waits
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Enhanced Storytellers
Pieces of flight and characters who boast their stories, enhanced storytellers some,
who squeeze more of life, when one was enough. Continue reading
Posted in alcohol, beat, cohen, dreams, love, music, beat poetry, God, Hope, Paris, Poetry, prayer
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, devil, dreams, faith, leonard cohen, prayer, religion, Serge Gainsbourg
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Whew – Sweat Down Beads of Sweat
Spank my hand and twist my finger – but don’t plug my nose -
I gotta smell – I want to taste… feel the thrill, oh don’t give it up -
so easy – so simple, filthy girl. Continue reading
Dance the Sin
A little less bible, give me the belt. Make me blue, give me wings, make the house jive coffee, make it simmer, jump and trip the wires – let it rip my cords. Flash-time purpose, pinch and feel my throat. … Continue reading
Posted in Allen Ginsberg, beat poetry, David Cronenberg, devil, God, jack kerouac, prayer
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, death, devil, God, Gypsy, leonard cohen, love, Rand Paul, tom waits, William S. Burroughs
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The Guide, The Snort and Diem
Make little dimples in the air, the ones you drew in water, the currents – the sounding of the horns; the hunt. The leaves flow down, they pause for breath – and the source of beat, the sound of heat, … Continue reading
Posted in beat poetry, Spirituality, tom waits, William S. Burroughs
Tagged alcohol, Jacques Prevert, leonard cohen, tom waits, William S. Burroughs
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Bruises Upon Bruises
Let’s search the stars and find your life, beyond this street; your neighborhood. Find the thoughts once thought, the particulars of minds lay dormant – who no longer reach. Be friends with twinkles, the faded sheets; of life that separates … Continue reading
Posted in Allen Ginsberg, beat poetry, jack kerouac, Paris
Tagged alcohol, Allen Ginsberg, Ferlinghetti, jack kerouac, trains
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