Do you understand howling exclamations
of joy,
the sorrowful wails of the living skeletons
who fade away from neglect
the angry mad screams unheard in the public
eye,
the man who sits up after years of being
immobile
and raving to the black night in high unawareness,
feeling up his nurse in the dead hours of the
new Dawn,
and the hipsters who tell tales of the good
dying days,
of driving into the city worked up in a frenzy
after a night of riding and speed
hearts racing in a Dizzy Atmospere!.
And the women who dance and crash
drunkenly into the post-American boom,
where the corporate monster sits idly
twiddling his metallic thumbs in corporate
satisfaction,
laughing in his chrome heart about the man
who is of flesh and blood,
and the direct descendant of Adam!.
Have you seen the Be-Bop revivalists
that speed away into the night,
sweating and pouring and oozing Jazz
in dark rocky cool smoky lush happenings,
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