Beat Cocktail
measured amounts of
Columbia University where
east meets west
(a splash of Canuck)
genuine madness
Jewish intellectuals
gay Jewish intellectuals
a homosexual hustler in Times Square
who was beat & said so
football scholarships
a genius oversexed fast talking ex-con
from the streets of Denver
with a heart like a wheel
words to tell
& a hip pocket full of moonlight
a sense of humor –
grief in high heels &
an evening gown
the birth of the bomb
immaculate
like the second coming of Christ
& a need to name the cultural
& social fallout
a new U.S. Interstate system of paved roads
& cars that might make it over them
affordable gas
the ability to run naked in the street
a toothbrush & a typewriter
leaves of grass
a red wheelbarrow
the lonely whinnying whistle
of iron horse America
steeling clickety-clackety
thru town & city
the death of a brother
the unrequited search for absent fathers
the messianic mantra of
jazz
speed
& weed
Catholic & bop baptism
branded by the grape
oh, beatific beautiful spirit
bent to the pierced foot of everything human
Mother holy!
eager readers
hungry minds
& a spiritual boat adrift
the need for a new global dream
& public memory
after the war that would
end all wars
the well heeled essence of
NYC Village bohemians
: a spritz of imagination
shake briskly
add subterranean olive
kill an obsessed pal in the park
shoot your wife
(cut & paste)
write an epic rant
about your friends
howl in North Beach
with enough verve
to shakedown the lying
devil of doubt
stir public scrutiny
beat the system
on all counts
sing yes! to the Zen wedding
of big sky and simple mind
pound it out on paper
liberate the burning need for someone
outside your small circle of friends
to hear the constant music
that lives within your bones
find a publisher
thirsty for something that might be
truly novel
pour the contents
between the pages of books
celebrate satori
get drunk on light
work your way thru the hangover
then
sing out
loud enough to register
upon the Rosetta of
specious history
a word
a revolution
the letter X
an exploding prayer
the spark of fabulous fiction
that was always there
and ever will be
the myth of discovery
the death of laughter
as the joyful corpulent war leaps
unchecked from every corner
of the tired planet
be sainted
by the knowledge that
beat is a songbird
that can never die
Go!
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