BISCOITOS MAYAKOVSKY E TV VELHA!

"...O Beatnik Angel Peter Orlovsky no supermercado 5 portas adiante , comprando biscoitos Uneeda (tarde da noite) , sorvete , caviar , bacon .......
... Depois vai pra casa falido , joga tudo em cima da mesa , pega um enorme livro de poemas de Mayakovsky , liga o televisor de 1949 em um filme de terror e vai dormir.



Essa é a vida beat na noite de N.Y."
Escrito por Jack Kerouac no livro " Viajante Solitário" no Século passado!!!

"A rainbow comes pouring into my window, I am electrified. Songs burst from my breast, all my crying stops, mistory fills the air. I look for my shues under my bed. A fat colored woman becomes my mother. I have no false teeth yet. Suddenly ten children sit on my lap. I grow a beard in one day. I drink a hole bottle of wine with my eyes shut. I draw on paper and I feel I am two again. I want everybody to talk to me. I empty the garbage on the tabol. I invite thousands of bottles into my room, June bugs I call them. I use the typewritter as my pillow. A spoon becomes a fork before my eyes........." A.P.O.

I shall go by, dragging my burden of love.
In what delirious and ailing night, was I sired by Goliaths --
I, so large, so unwanted?
 Vladimir Mayakovsky, 1916