Force of Boo: Hi!

[lorentzen-nicklaus]

FUD AT FOSTER'S [by Philip Lamantia]

Bowl of cold turkie fool
A roast chicken liver louie
My cigarillo's going out in a spanish bedroom
Jazz is for free
Coke is for free
Junk's unlimited and sold by Agents
-- That I can make poems that I spin the day to
-- Tim Buck Two that I lose tension and head
-- floats forever a far inscape of lemontrees AND
NO MORE REALITY SANDWICHES!!!

Can I ever get up from this table?
Can I ever stop thunder?
Can I make it to windows of fur?
Can I soup up her eyes in a can of star milk and
-- shoot it for light?

Can I read in the park?
Can I sit on the Moon? Can I?
Oh, stop it! Oh start! Oh, make musik
Though your arm is too thin
and the jails are too small, sweaty AND STINK!


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