BEAT POETRY
POETRY
The wheel of the quivering meat conception
Turns in the void expelling human beings,
Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nits,
Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan
Racinghorses, poxy bubolic pigtics,
Horrible, unnameable lice of vultures,
Murderous attacking dog-armies
Of Africa, Rhinos roaming in the jungle,
Vast boars and huge gigantic bull
Elephants, rams, eagles, condors,
Pones and Porcupines and Pills-
All the endless conception of living beings
Gnashing everywhere in Consciousness
Throughout the ten directions of space
Occupying all the quarters in & out,
From super-microscopic no-bug
To huge Galaxy Lightyear Bowell
Illuminating the sky of one Mind-
Poor! I wish I was fee
of that slaving meat wheel
and safe in heaven dead
KEROUAC
BEAT POETRY
POETRY
"The Mortuary Bush"
Mr. William Lewis is an undertaker
and he hasn’t been feeling very good
lately because not enough people are
dying.
Mr. Lewis is buying a new house
and a new car and many appliances
on the installment plan and he needs
all the money he can get.
Mr. Lewis has headaches and can't
sleep at night and his wife says,
"Bill, what’s wrong?" and he says,
"Oh, nothing, honey," but at night
he can't sleep.
He lies awake in bed and wishes
that more people would die.
~Brautigan
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MARY'S WATCH
POETRYMary had a little watch,
she swallowed it one day.
Now she's taking castor oil,
to pass the time away!
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