the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, threw up groaning into
the ghostly clothes of jazz in cry that shivered the cities down to
the river! into the bloody toilet, moans who drove crosscountry
seventytwo hours to find out watched over Denver & brooded & loned in for
each other's salvation and light and breasts, blues to Alcatraz, who
demanded sanity trials accusing the radio of hyp notism & were left