to South Duchess County comes Them & Woolworth's Fool & triumphant alice toklas, the National Bank in short sleeves & the regulars-the sincereful regulars-House on its

final kick-still breeding & a cellarful of imaginary Russia peasant girls holding triangles-the triangles are real-House on Doomstown, an academy-a priest with his winning from Reno coming in on a parachute ..."integrate the house! " "only if you wish to live where you're not wanted" "then bomb the house!" "only if you wish to live there by yourself" "what do you suggest then?" "it's a pointless house-leave it alone-it is not happy within itself-it breeds disaster-it forces you to learn things that have nothing to do with the outside world & then it kicks you out there-the house dont need you-why should you be so low as to need it-leave-go far away from the house" "no, my friend, your way of thinking is called giving up" "do as you wish, your way is called losing-it's not even a way of thinking" the priest leaves with his eyes downward-he is examining the rocks but he's forgotten that his parachute has already been used once ...alice toklas lays on a grassy knoll & blesses a flower "oh the enemy-beware of the enemy-the enemy is santa claus! the flower doesn't need her-the flower needs rain

we sat in a room where Harold, who called himself "Lord of dead animals, was climbing down from a ladder & he said "friend or doe? friend or doe?" he wore a black shawl & someone said that he experimented in the depth of mirrors-Poncho was very startled & screamed "i'll give you a friend or doe, you freak!" & banged him with a judo chop & stuck his head thru the ladder-"shouldn't done that" said a very manly girl who came down the chimney "he's very sullen but he's a good cat-does anybody want a piece of bread?" Poncho said that he wanted a piece of kidney-i said i wanted a piece of separate... the girl began to cry

in the photographs-you see the sand at Nice & Tangier & all the medicine men looking elegant & then out come the radar slaves-each one wanting to be an apostle & they carry the electrograms-we call them Employment & each one says things like "haul away ho" & "heave 'm johnny" & "I dont dig harry james at all!" & Hefty Bore, a leftover horror from the beat generation & a dubious health freak saying to his bewildered birdgirl, WeeWee the Dyke, "oh c'mon-it wouldn't cost you nothing to tell everybody that i'm the hippest person you ever met-c'mon-i do lots of things for you!" & WeeWee saying "but i never see anybody-you never let me see anybody!" & then Olive, who once started a streetfight over Carl Perkins' eyes & now builds laugh machines for rich democrats-he brings in the equipment & you get taken across a narrow bridge where hundreds of tourists follow & sail lead weight records at your feet & they place you in a giant bus horn & voices yelling "i want that one-i want that one!" Madame Remember appears & she takes away your photographs & all that's left in the outside world is your hand-little babies bite it & mothers are screaming SCREAMING "yes-he can have my vote-i'll vote for him any day" ...now you're a plastic vein-you've vanished inside of a perfect message-historic phone calls come thru to your belly & curious tabernacles move slowly thru your mind-hitchhiking-hitchhiking unashamed thru the goofs of your brain-your ideals are gone & all that remains are the cutup photographs of you standing in the supermarket-the bus still runs but now you take cabs with the jungle boys ... Egotist shows you his diary & he says "I've learned to be silent" & you say "you've learned nothing-you've just said something"

the good folks around here, they got plenty of questions they beat elephants to death with candy sticks-"a white bear is a crazy bear" say the thieves who really are not thieves but rather plain people who dont expect their friends to get sick so they'll need them-there is an illness on the mountain & a polio lily grew out of a green purse last Sunday-a dangerous nickel lays on the town square ...everybody watches to see who'll pick it up ...TO SEARCH IS TO NEGLECT & VIOLENT LUCK IS STAMPEDE & there's a bunch of us around here but we only pick up dollars

here lies bob dylan murdered from behind by trembling flesh who after being refused by Lazarus, jumped on him for solitude but was amazed to discover that he was already a streetcar & that was exactly the end of bob dylan he now lies in Mrs. Actually's beauty parlor God rest his soul & his rudeness

two brothers & a naked mama's boy who looks like Jesus Christ can now share the remains of his sickness & his phone numbers there is no strength to give away everybody now can just have it back

here lies bob dylan demolished by Vienna politeness which will now claim to have invented him the cool people can now write Fugues about him & Cupid can now kick over his kerosene lamp boy dylan-killed by a discarded Oedipus who turned around to investigate a ghost & discovered that the ghost too was more than one person

South Duchess County importing pyramids & scavengers by the truckload & Cousin Butch-he leaves now & then to make three dollars a nite telling about the flying saucers a warmonger-Antonio-working day & nite in a garage-he smuggles pad locks to the olympic swimmers & hires out women for the baseball players-he's very quiet & very fashion conscious-he knows his religious geography he's training his kid to be a gorilla & then he will rent him out for people's closets-he says his right hand holds war but his left hand holds a wet paranoid smile ...the peacemonger-Roach-when last seen-was chasing a train -he says that his right hand hold peace but his left hand was seen holding a doorknob & a meathook ...South Duchess County in bandages & little Lady Suntan trying to analyze the Albino terrorists..... South Duchess County pure as visions & uneducated-shall exist past the deadly complements to it-past its lack of holidays & past the possible