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America I've given you all and now I'm nothing. |
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America two dollars and twenty-seven cents January 17, 1956. |
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I can't stand my own mind. |
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America when will we end the human war? |
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Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb |
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I don't feel good don't bother me. |
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I won't write my poem till I'm in my right mind. |
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America when will you be angelic? |
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When will you take off your clothes? |
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When will you look at yourself through the grave? |
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When will you be worthy of your million Trotskyites? |
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America why are your libraries full of tears? |
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America when will you send your eggs to India? |
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I'm sick of your insane demands. |
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When can I go into the supermarket and buy what I need with my good looks? |
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America after all it is you and I who are perfect not the next world. |
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Your machinery is too much for me. |
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You made me want to be a saint. |
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There must be some other way to settle this argument. |
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Burroughs is in Tangiers I don't think he'll come back it's sinister. |
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Are you being sinister or is this some form of practical joke? |
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I'm trying to come to the point. |
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I refuse to give up my obsession. |
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America stop pushing I know what I'm doing. |
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America the plum blossoms are falling. |
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I haven't read the newspapers for months, everyday somebody goes on trial for |
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murder. |
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America I feel sentimental about the Wobblies. |
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America I used to be a communist when I was a kid and I'm not sorry. |
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I smoke marijuana every chance I get. |
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I sit in my house for days on end and stare at the roses in the closet. |
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When I go to Chinatown I get drunk and never get laid. |
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My mind is made up there's going to be trouble. |
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You should have seen me reading Marx. |
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My psychoanalyst thinks I'm perfectly right. |
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I won't say the Lord's Prayer. |
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I have mystical visions and cosmic vibrations. |
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America I still haven't told you what you did to Uncle Max after he came over |
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from Russia. |
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I'm addressing you. |
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Are you going to let our emotional life be run by Time Magazine? |
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I'm obsessed by Time Magazine. |
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I read it every week. |
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Its cover stares at me every time I slink past the corner candystore. |
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I read it in the basement of the Berkeley Public Library. |
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It's always telling me about responsibility. Businessmen are serious. Movie |
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producers are serious. Everybody's serious but me. |
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It occurs to me that I am America. |
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I am talking to myself again. |
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Asia is rising against me. |
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I haven't got a chinaman's chance. |
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I'd better consider my national resources. |
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My national resources consist of two joints of marijuana millions of genitals |
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an unpublishable private literature that goes 1400 miles and hour and |
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twentyfivethousand mental institutions. |
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I say nothing about my prisons nor the millions of underpriviliged who live in |
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my flowerpots under the light of five hundred suns. |
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I have abolished the whorehouses of France, Tangiers is the next to go. |
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My ambition is to be President despite the fact that I'm a Catholic. |
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America how can I write a holy litany in your silly mood? |
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I will continue like Henry Ford my strophes are as individual as his |
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automobiles more so they're all different sexes |
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America I will sell you strophes $2500 apiece $500 down on your old strophe |
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America free Tom Mooney |
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America save the Spanish Loyalists |
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America Sacco & Vanzetti must not die |
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America I am the Scottsboro boys. |
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America when I was seven momma took me to Communist Cell meetings they |
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sold us garbanzos a handful per ticket a ticket costs a nickel and the |
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speeches were free everybody was angelic and sentimental about the |
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workers it was all so sincere you have no idea what a good thing the party |
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was in 1835 Scott Nearing was a grand old man a real mensch Mother |
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Bloor made me cry I once saw Israel Amter plain. Everybody must have |
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been a spy. |
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America you don're really want to go to war. |
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America it's them bad Russians. |
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Them Russians them Russians and them Chinamen. And them Russians. |
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The Russia wants to eat us alive. The Russia's power mad. She wants to take |
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our cars from out our garages. |
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Her wants to grab Chicago. Her needs a Red Reader's Digest. her wants our |
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auto plants in Siberia. Him big bureaucracy running our fillingstations. |
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That no good. Ugh. Him makes Indians learn read. Him need big black niggers. |
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Hah. Her make us all work sixteen hours a day. Help. |
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America this is quite serious. |
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America this is the impression I get from looking in the television set. |
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America is this correct? |
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I'd better get right down to the job. |
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It's true I don't want to join the Army or turn lathes in precision parts |
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factories, I'm nearsighted and psychopathic anyway. |
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America I'm putting my queer shoulder to the wheel. |