H e a r t S o n s & H e a r t D a u g h t e r s of A l l e n G i n s b e r g

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PETER COOK

improv poem while driving at 67mph

Down on I-65 at 67 mph

I cannot do 68 bec its illegal number

That number can eat you

in the amount of time as if you were blowing dead eyelashes from

your finger and make wish that never came. Which is faster? The

eyelashes or the wish. How I wish for the bees fumbling in the

midair as my car passing the purple flower among 65. Be sure to

cover your ears because the bee sure give out pretty darn swearings.

Have u seen bee dance? If you do, you are damn too close!

Forgive me I am supposed to say something that will impress you but

honestly in my heart, I am thinking of these reality shows at 67

mph. Forgive me bro. Now looking for the telephone pole.

See one in a mile or less

Less

No, more!