Gilligan's Wake: a Novel
“They took away my facial hair and gave me a small hat. Please to ignore dead bird around neck, hokay? We were seven, like the Mercury astronauts. But all that came after I’d done my time in the booby hatch.
Eisenhower on the rebop, waving yo-ho to a U-2 and a boo-hoo to Batista. So hipped am I on clinching my Houdini exit from the old burg, where the specimen before you wore a sweatshirt laundered only by my tears, that I don’t even feed the mailbox a snack for my best high-school buddy after D...obie skywrites me an epistle exhaling how gassed he is the New Frontier is here. When the thousand days start clicking off, I’m hanging on by my goatee in North Beach. The coffeehouses are losing steam, the topless bars aren’t so much as a gleam in Carol Doda’s plastic surgeon’s scalpel. On the sidewalk outside City Lights, with avid periwinkle peepers but a poor Christmas salting his ever waggable chin, even Ferlinghetti’s looking like he doesn’t know where his next trochee’s coming from.MoreLess
Eisenhower on the rebop, waving yo-ho to a U-2 and a boo-hoo to Batista. So hipped am I on clinching my Houdini exit from the old burg, where the specimen before you wore a sweatshirt laundered only by my tears, that I don’t even feed the mailbox a snack for my best high-school buddy after D...obie skywrites me an epistle exhaling how gassed he is the New Frontier is here. When the thousand days start clicking off, I’m hanging on by my goatee in North Beach. The coffeehouses are losing steam, the topless bars aren’t so much as a gleam in Carol Doda’s plastic surgeon’s scalpel. On the sidewalk outside City Lights, with avid periwinkle peepers but a poor Christmas salting his ever waggable chin, even Ferlinghetti’s looking like he doesn’t know where his next trochee’s coming from.MoreLess
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