The story of man <br />Makes me sick <br />Inside, outside, <br />I don't know why <br />Something so conditional <br />And all talk <br />Should hurt me so. <br /> <br />I am hurt <br />I am scared <br />I want to live <br />I want to die <br />I don't know <br />Where to turn <br />In the Void <br />And when <br />To cut <br />Out <br /> <br />For no Church told me <br />No Guru holds me <br />No advice <br />Just stone <br />Of New York <br />And on the cafeteria <br />We hear <br />The saxophone <br />O dead Ruby <br />Died of Shot <br />In Thirty Two, <br />Sounding like old times <br />And de bombed <br />Empty decapitated <br />Murder by the clock. <br /> <br />And I see Shadows <br />Dancing into Doom <br />In love, holding <br />TIght the lovely asses <br />Of the little girls <br />In love with sex <br />Showing themselves <br />In white undergarments <br />At elevated windows <br />Hoping for the Worst. <br /> <br />I can't take it <br />Anymore <br />If I can't hold <br />My little behind <br />To me in my room <br /> <br />Then it's goodbye <br />Sangsara <br />For me <br />Besides <br />Girls aren't as good <br />As they look <br />And Samadhi <br />Is better <br />Than you think <br />When it starts in <br />Hitting your head <br />In with Buzz <br />Of glittergold <br />Heaven's Angels <br />Wailing <br /> <br />Saying <br /> <br />We've been waiting for you <br />Since Morning, Jack <br />Why were you so long <br />Dallying in the sooty room? <br />This transcendental Brilliance <br />Is the better part <br />(of Nothingness <br />I sing) <br /> <br />Okay. <br />Quit. <br />Mad. <br />Stop.<br /><br />Kerouac Jack<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bowery-blues/
