July 10 1987
[from Howl footnotes]
kind king light of mind
"kind King mind"
"Down in Denver,/ Down in Denver,/ All I did was die."
The snow covered mountains glowed over the stark plain.
hope and loathing swirling in the shower of
odored flowers flowing from the mouths of the god like idols.
Of limestone and basalt- morning light reflected from Denver's
mountain walls, englowed their eroded oes faces.
Hail the comforting stench, reminding of the falseness.
Sing out! Singing out in pain! Moving in the dark corners,
slick rhythm of passing lights creeping across brick walls
The pain in the dark corners where the dung- iridescent green- beetles jam.
Raining bloom'd lilacs into oily slush.