213TH CHORUS

Poem dedicated to Allen Ginsberg

-prap-rot-rort-
mort-port-lort-snort
-pell mell-rhine wine-
roll royce-ring ming-
mock my lot-roll my doll-
pull my hairline-smell my kell-
wail my siren-pile my ane-
loose my shoetongue-sing my aim-
loll my windmoll-roll my
luck-
lay my cashier gone amuk-
suck my lamppole, raise the bane,
hang the traitor
inside my brain
Fill my pail well,
ding my bell, smile for the ladies,
come from hell