in a sunburned land winter sleeps with a snowy head at the west of the bed/Madonna. Mary of the Temple. Jane Russell. Angelina the Whore. all these women, their tears could make oceans/ in a deserted refrigerator carton, little boys on ash Wednesday make ready for war & for genius..... whereas the weary archaic gypsy-yawning-warbles a belch & tracking the cats & withstanding a ratsized cockroach she hardly appears & looks down upon her sensual arena
dear fang, how goes it old buddy? long time. no see. guess what? was gonna vote for goldwater cause you know, he was the underdog but then i found out about this Jenkins thing, & i figger it aint much, but it's the only thing he does have going for him so i'm changing my vote to johnson. did you get the clothes i sent you? the shirt used to belong to sammy snead so better take good care of it see you Mouse