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jack kerouac sat at the six gallery reading back in 55 or was it 56? and shouted, "GO GO GO GO GO!!!!!!!!!" throughout the proceedings....drinkin wine and keepin beat time and dinin' on the poetry.......go go go go.....the chance to believe.....the pushin' through....the nothin' else to do.....go go go go ....kinda like drummin' with words .......impressin the swirls.....that are on high the chance to fly.... the way to get by..... the crack in the door..... the opportunity to say a lil more.....rhythmic sensual and brave the beatific light shinin' through... all the ballyhoo.....all those thangs ya really gotta do......go go go go go go go ...........WIREMAN
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....GO with the flow dav.......keep the GO rollin'......GO GO GO GO .......................Go Lightnin'......Go -D......Go.........sooz.......go Judih........Go hest............Go mt..............go go scooter.......go bennie......go panta rhei......go go go go billelectric........go mnaz.......go brooklyn.........gogogogogogogogogo....wired
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- Doreen Peri
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go on!
take the parts
of me which go
on taking me from
one taken twist
of fate to another
wait for you to take me,
faked like muted shades
of unawakened hues
and tints!
go on!
take my residue,
my burnt up ash!
stash me in an urn!
bury me deep beneath
mud slides too weak
to hold avalanche tears,
gone off cliff hangs,
dropped into caverns,
fjords!
take my words stored
up in a back throat swallow;
spit them out for me,
hollow me like a reed;
bleed my veins vacant!
take the parts
of me which go
on taking me from
one taken twist
of fate to another
wait for you to take me,
faked like muted shades
of unawakened hues
and tints!
go on!
take my residue,
my burnt up ash!
stash me in an urn!
bury me deep beneath
mud slides too weak
to hold avalanche tears,
gone off cliff hangs,
dropped into caverns,
fjords!
take my words stored
up in a back throat swallow;
spit them out for me,
hollow me like a reed;
bleed my veins vacant!
- gypsyjoker
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take it all away
all my vanity
all my sorrow
all my joy
nothing left but peanut sacks and wagon tracks
_________________
words drumming on the top of my head like rain drops on a tin roof
they leak out my eyes and run down my face in black ink
elephant boy sleeps on his hay bales and dreams of babies.
the circus heads for the the next town
laying out under the stars that night he knew it was a moment to last foreever. he marked the mental location of this crumb of happiness*
moments of wonder and joy beads on his chain of being
sorrow needs no special effort.
all my vanity
all my sorrow
all my joy
nothing left but peanut sacks and wagon tracks
_________________
words drumming on the top of my head like rain drops on a tin roof
they leak out my eyes and run down my face in black ink
elephant boy sleeps on his hay bales and dreams of babies.
the circus heads for the the next town
laying out under the stars that night he knew it was a moment to last foreever. he marked the mental location of this crumb of happiness*
moments of wonder and joy beads on his chain of being
sorrow needs no special effort.
Free Rice
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'Blessed is he who was not born, Or he, who having been born, has died. But as for us who live, woe unto us, Because we see the afflictions of Zion, And what has befallen Jerusalem." Pseudepigrapha
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'Blessed is he who was not born, Or he, who having been born, has died. But as for us who live, woe unto us, Because we see the afflictions of Zion, And what has befallen Jerusalem." Pseudepigrapha
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