then of course when it is
I’ll wish it were cold
What is it about we human beings
Seems that we were born
Just to complain
Is there no peace to be had?
I saw a lad with a fishing cane
what could he be doing
In the middle of winter
I don’t know…
But he was there just the same…
The best thing to do is ad-lib
let the brain do it’s thing
I might agree with that
You can get some hot ideas
Just writing whatever comes to mind,
Who theorized that
you just write what ever comes to mind?
for a whole generation, that was fine…
He wrote books like this…
On The Road was one
But have you ever read
anything he wrote?
just writing without form
without rhyme
without reason
to see if I canbecome
a real beatnik
a late-blooming one at that
yeah, a member of the beat generation
….
heh, nobody really reads
anything the beatniks wrote
and besides I was born
after they came about…
read they were against Freud
and communists…
they were really a mixup bunch
some said they were hooligans
shit…
can’t keep my mind on hot
Who knows…