Saturday, July 20, 2013

the loneliest hitchhiker, part 2

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i had a good time in jail
my longing was indistinguishable from loneliness
the apotheosis of all emergency exits

better tuned to cosmic vibrations
a framed diploma was my only ornament
then i began to feel angry

a framed diploma was my only ornament
at the same time i felt it was ridiculous
bodacious white-capped nurses were seated in the waiting room

with their noses in the air
better tuned to cosmic vibrations
thinking they were better than other people

the guys in jail were great
but i began to feel angry
at the fat-ass nurses in the dispensary

right beside the emergency exits
hold on when we went around the curves
and i got real mad

instead of some romantic poetry
better tuned to cosmic vibrations
a longing which was indistinguishable from loneliness

just a great bunch of guys

"breaking up that old gang of mine"

always with that smirk on their faces

a framed diploma prominently on the wall
i wanted to laugh
hold on when we went around the curves

sources: the american, by henry james; washington square, by henry james; babbitt, by sinclair lewis; look homeward, angel, by thomas wolfe; they shoot horses, don't they, by horace mccoy; on the road, by jack kerouac; i, the jury, by mickey spillane; the men's club, by leonard michaels; superior women, by alice adams; run, by ann patchett; richard yates, by tao lin

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