a r c o t i c C i t y
switchin on
Anger Falls –
(musician stops,
brooding on bandstand)
12th Chorus
Indian songs in Mexico
(the Folk Chanties of Children
at dusk jumprope –
at Saturday Night power failure –)
are like the little French Canuckian
songs my mother sings –
Indian Roundelays –
Row Canoe –
Ma ta wacka
Johnny Picotee
Wish-tee
Wish-tee
Negwayable
Tamayara
Para ya
Aztec squeaks
(ONLY THE MOTHERS ARE HAPPY)
13th Chorus
I caught a cold
From the sun
When they tore my heart out
At the top of the pyramid
O the ruttle tooty blooty
windowpoopies
of Fellah Ack Ack
Town that russet noon
when priests dared
to lick their lips
over my thumping meat
heart –
the Sacrilegious beasts
Ate me 10,000 million
Times & I came back
Spitting Pulque
in Borracho
Ork
Saloons
of old Sour Azteca
Askin for more
I popped outa Popocatapetl’s
Hungry mouth
14th Chorus
And when they saw me
Rowin my sailin canoe
Across the lake of dreams
In the Lotus Valley Swamp,
And arrested me
For the size
Of my heart,
T’s’ then I decided
‘Don’t Come Back’
They’ll eat your heart alive
Every time.
But there’s more blood
I shed
Outa my pumpin heart
At Teotihuacan
And everywhere else
Including Turban Block,
Lookout, Ork –
I got more water
Pissed in the Ocean
As a sailor of the several
seas
Than Sallow’s
Aphorism
will allow
15th Chorus
Meaning –
I’m just an old calvert
cross
dead of die pork
I believe in the sweetness
of Jesus
And Buddha –
I believe
In St.Francis,
Avaloki
Tesvara,
the Saints
Of First Century
India A D
And Scholars
Santivedan
And Otherwise
Santayanan
Everywhere
16th Chorus
Santayana meaning,
holy vehicle,
Uno –
One Cross
One Way
One Cave inward
down
to
moon
Shining essences
of universes of stars
disseminated into powder
and dust –
blazing
in the dynamo
of our thoughts
in the forge
of the moon
In the June
of black bugs
in your bed
of hair earth
17th Chorus
Starspangled Kingdoms bedecked
in dewy joint –
DON’T IGNORE OTHER PARTS
OF YOUR MIND, I think,
And my clever brain sends
ripples of amusement
Through my leg nerve halls
And I remember the Zigzag
Original
Mind
of Babyhood
when you’d let the faces
crack & mock
& yak & change
& go mad utterly
in your night
firstmind
reveries
talking about the mind
The endless Not Invisible
Madness Rioting
Everywhere
18th Chorus
The bottom of the repository
human mind
The Kingdom of the Mind,
The Kingdom has come.
It’s the only thing you got free,
the Mind
Per Se Williams, the critic
and author,