AUSTRALIA | Friday, 29 November 2013 | Views [318] | Comments [1]
Essentials on the road
Daydreams for GinsbergI lie on my back at midnighthearing the marvelous strange chimeof the clocks, and know it's mid-night and in that instant the wholeworld swims into sight for mein the form of beautiful swarm-ing m u t t a worlds-everything is happening, shiningBuhudda-lands, bhutiblazing in faith, I know I'mforever right & all's I got todo (as I hear the ordinaryextant voices of ladies talkingin some kitchen at midnightoilcloth cups of cocoacardore to mump therinnegain in hisdarlin drain-) i will writeit, all the talk of the worldeverywhere in this morning, leav-ing open parentheses sectionsfor my own accompanying innerthoughts-with roars of meall brain-all worldroaring-vibrating-I putit down, swiftly, 1,000 words(of pages) compressed into one secondof time-I'll be longrobed & long gold haired inthe famous Greek afternoonof some Greek CityFame Immortal & they'llhave to find me where they findthe t h n u p f t of myshroud bags flyingflag yagging LucienMidnight back in theirmouths-Gore Vidal'llbe amazed, annoyed-my words'll be writ in gold& preserved in libraries likeFinnegans Wake & Visions of Neal
Jack Kerouac Nov 30, 2013 8:43 AM