The Real America That Whitman

Marijuana Is A Useful Catalyst For Specific Optical And Aural Aesthetic Perceptions. I Apprehended The Structure Of Certain Pieces Of Jazz And Classical Music In A New Manner Under The Influence Of Marijuana, And These Apprehensions Have Remained Valid In Years Of Normal Consciousness.

I Know I'm Not God, Are You? Don't Be Silly. God? God? Everybody's God? Don't Be Silly.

The Apparition Of An Evil, Sick Unconscious Wild City Rose Before Me In Visible Semblance, And About The Dead Buildings In The Barren Air, The Bodies Of The Soul That Built The Wonderland Shuffled And Stalked And Stalked And Lurched In Attitudes Of Immemorial Nightmare All Around.

Nobody Saves America By Sniffing Cocaine. Jiggling Your Knees Blankeyed In The Rain, When It Snows In Your Nose You Catch Cold In Your Brain.

America, I've Given You All And Now I'm Nothing.