a long time done.
Sit in the Bedlam high
Inside Mind listening dreaming
To the music of the time
Coming through the Aura Hole
Of Old Father Time
Mustache on a Jimmy the Greek
stage
Ork, song of Nova Scotia,
Silly, any, songs,
Floating in the Open Blue,
Balancing on Balloons,
Balloons, BALLOONS,
BALLOONS of Rosé Hope,
balloons Balloons BALLOONS
the Vast Integral Crap
a
Balloons
BALLOONS is your time
Balloons is the ending
THAT’S THE SCENE
28th Chorus
The discriminating mind.
Discrimination is when, say,
you’re offered something
And you accept it one way
or the other,
Not thinking of improving;
Then comes the Craft Gleam
And you look over to see
What’s to be to advantage,
And find it, pouncin like a Puma,
Like a Miser Hero of Gold
Cellars
& Herring
in barrels,
– And you seek to achieve
Greater satisfaction
Which is already impossible
Because of Supreme Reality
and Time
And Timelessness Entire
All conjoined & arranged & finished
By Karmas of Rue
In heavenlands remote –
You suffer & you fall,
You discriminate a ball.
29th Chorus
“Man, now, you wont let me talk”
Gripes the irreligious feline cat –
That cat has no trumpet
But bubblegum to blow on
Poor sad Bhikku of the Forest
Of poor, lost little Nino
In Calles of Forever,
Streets of Old Burma,
Be saved secret wretched
Urchin brother hero
You are protected
By the Guardians
of
the
Alone
All is alone, you dont have to talk
One Light, One Transcendental Ecstasy
If they dont understand that
In the South, it’s because
All their Baptists
Have not been to Shool
30th Chorus
Tender is the Night
Tender is the Eve Star
F. Scott Fitzgerald, the Alamoan
Huckster Crockett Hero
Who burned his Wife Down
and tore up the 95 Devils
with crashes of laughter
and breaking of glass
in the monocled Ibyarritz
the Little Grey Fox
OF NEW HAVEN CONN
via Princeton O Sure
Tender is the marlin spike,
Tender is the sea,
Tender the London Fog
That Befalls to Me
Tender is the Cat’s Bath
Blue Meow
The Little Grey Fox
That nibbled at the grapes
Tender was his foreskin,
tender his Nape.
31st Chorus
Three Saints in Four Acts
by Gertrude Stein
A Great Prophet
is a Great Teacher
But he is also
a Great Saint
And he is furthermore
a Great Man
And more than that
an incomparable listener
to music and non-music
everywhere
