25-03-2010, 04:27 AM
To Richard Fariña
Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up To Me
It was thrust upon me by a friend in 1967, the year I cancelled my subscription to Time magazine.
The year Jim Morrison cancelled his subscription to the Resurrection.
But our kazoos accompanied, not the Hallelujah Chorus per Pynchon's intro--what a rush to read that after all this--but rather the late Frank Zappa:
Life is such a ball
I run the world from city hall
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school why fake it
Pynchon's tapestry, Burrough's Benway
Dylan was good for a hundred songs
Joyce went down some solipsistic hollow
where only professors in collars would follow
A shortcut cross the sixties rifle range
Was a bad career move and a time to change
Burma Shave
Been Down So Long It Looks Like Up To Me
It was thrust upon me by a friend in 1967, the year I cancelled my subscription to Time magazine.
The year Jim Morrison cancelled his subscription to the Resurrection.
But our kazoos accompanied, not the Hallelujah Chorus per Pynchon's intro--what a rush to read that after all this--but rather the late Frank Zappa:
Life is such a ball
I run the world from city hall
Brown shoes don't make it
Quit school why fake it
Pynchon's tapestry, Burrough's Benway
Dylan was good for a hundred songs
Joyce went down some solipsistic hollow
where only professors in collars would follow
A shortcut cross the sixties rifle range
Was a bad career move and a time to change
Burma Shave