Visitin’ A Friend At The Cold Shop (Miguel Pinero Poems)
In the place of business luncheswhere a dull sun rises to blind yourtoothpaste brushed eyelids with itsred veins blowin' tracks ...
Poems about cocaine (13 Poems)
The Book of Genesis According to St. Miguelito (Miguel Pinero Poems)
Before the beginningGod created GodIn the beginningGod created the ghettos & slumsand God saw this was good.So God said,"Let there ...
A Lower Eastside Poem (Miguel Pinero Poems)
Just once before I dieI want to climb up on atenement skyto dream my lungs out tillI crythen scatter my ...
Cocaine Nose — Acid Face (Miguel Pinero Poems)
Cocaine nose — cocaine nosecarefully takin' cocaine blowsmake believe crucifixcokedom spoonCocaine nose — cocaine nosehave you graduated tococaine holes . ...
Lunar Baedeker (Mina Loy Poems)
A silver Luciferservescocaine in cornucopiaTo some somnambulistsof adolescent thighsdrapedin satirical draperiesPeris in liveryprepareLethefor posthumous parvenuesDelirious Avenueslitwith the chandelier soulsof infusoriafrom ...
Cleveland: The Rectal Eye Visions (D A Levy Poems)
"1.WARMING UP THE BOXdelivered on time to persons with city & state line bearing only the words DEATH CITY - ...
Leah Sublime (Aleister Crowley Poems)
Leah Sublime,Goddess above me!Snake of the slimeAlostrael, love me!Our master, the devilProspers the revel.Tread with your footMy heart til it ...
My Mother Doesn’t Know I’m On The Stage (Billy Bennett Poems)
I'm cherishing a secret in my bosomAbout the dreadful stage-life that I leadI've heard it said that Pro's are decent ...
Velocity Of Money (Allen Ginsberg Poems)
I'm delighted by the velocity of money as it whistles through the windows of Lower East SideDelighted by skyscrapers rising ...
The Wee Drap (David Rorie Poems)
He's a muckle man, Sandy, he's mair nor sax fitA size that's no' handy for wark i' the pit,But frae ...
Monster Minded (Brooks Haxton Poem)
The wine of astonishment is house wine at my house. The whiskey of it is a sauce we savor. The ...
Five A.M. (Allen Ginsberg Poem)
Elan that lifts me above the clouds into pure space, timeless, yea eternal Breath transmuted into words Transmuted back to ...
Room 7: The Coco-Fiend (Robert William Service Poems)
I look at no one, me; I pass them on the stair; Shadows! I don't see; Shadows! everywhere. Haunting, taunting, ...