Take Me Away, Roy Rogers (audio only)
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Poems by Kenward Elmslie are used by permission of The Estate of Kenward Elmslie.
too stoned to stay up for Night Beat
or hallucinate a Magritte: Night Heat
deep country sleep shelf self-chosen
all around bird sound blows in
one year comes out non-smother
yeasty two-hill vista breasty earth brother
Could be inching my way across moth turbulence
(wrong country? Honduras?—No! No! Nepal!)
due to a motor disturbance in some itinerary program computer
that failed to take into account my aversion to hot weather decay
seven men sat
Zircon Circle
very low in their awareness
couldn’t dent the little bus
uh, up, us
up, us, uh
women and chicks
maimed in the bedroom