It's Only Through Form That We Can

The Beat Generation, That Was A Vision That We Had, John Clellon Holmes And I, And Allen Ginsberg In An Even Wilder Way, In The Late Forties, Of A Generation Of Crazy, Illuminated Hipsters Suddenly Rising And Roaming America, Serious, Bumming And Hitchhiking Everywhere, Ragged, Beatific, Beautiful In An Ugly Graceful New Way.

All Day Long Wearing A Hat That Wasn't On My Head

As Far As I'm Concerned The Only Thing To Do Is Sit In A Room And Get Drunk

At Night I Closed My Eyes And Saw My Bones Threading The Mud Of My Grave.

And Never Really Thought I'd Amount To Anything. It Was Precisely What I Wanted The Whole World To Think; Then I Could Sneak In, If That's What They Wanted, And Sneak Out Again, Which I Did.