Higher Than A Lion In Zion

Two things-

Reading JackKerouac's Slected Letters 1957 - 1969, I was intrigued to find this in a letter to Allen Ginsberg, Peter Orlovsky, William S Burroughs, and Allan Ansen.

"Allen - I just wrote a mad poem and sent it to John Wieners -

Pullng off the human drawers of girls
Leaving whole pussywillows unblown
Because I am a breathless tree!"



A poem I wrote before I left for California -


A Game Of Inches

Dark Star of a lesser night
Sleeping in the warm fold
A dream hunting knife
Buried to the pearl handle -
the hilt of pure pleasure.