EVERYBODY'S WEIRD EXCEPT ME [ ISSUE NO. I ]

EVERYBODY’S E EXCEPT I R ME

ISSUE NO. I

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BEAT POETICS & OTHER INNER MOON MADNESS

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

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04 CUT-UP POETRY BY WILLIAM burroughs 06 I AM 25 by GREGORY CORSO 07 NUMBER 8 by LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI 08 EASTER BALLAD by ALLEN GINSBERG 09 211TH CHORUS by JACK KEROUAC

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FORMED IN THE STANCE The beautiful disease and The government falls along the weed rooms flesh along the weed government/ / / / The girls eat morning Dying peoples to a white bone monkey in the Winter sun touching tree of the house. $$$$ Argue second time around such a deal.

The middle artist unknown and probably host in his hands scouting be obligation for force main body dependant on in from ate………

CANCER MEN. . . THESE INDIVIDUALS The usual procedure ARE MARKED FOE. . . viruses graphed Time.

Ours THAT????

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BY WILLIAM BURROUGHS

HER feet at?

Morning the thunderous read the front page” ” ” ”

star blazing but She read the stories beyond lines. . . .

They can take over viruses &&& make one The Scientists formed in the stance. . .

tile traits ride many. . . thorough equipped street few days::: Cut up Paris Herald Tribune articles on Met performance and polio virus Burroughs poem New Clues To Cancer Cure SATURDAY EVENING POST Oct. 31, 1959

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I AM 25

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BY GREGORY CORSO

With a love a madness for Shelley Chatterton Rimbaud and the needy-yap of my youth has gone from ear to ear:

I HATE OLD POETMEN!

Especially old poetmen who retract who consult other old poetmen who speak their youth in whispers, saying:--I did those then but that was then that was then-O I would quiet old men say to them:--I am your friend what you once were, thru me you'll be again-Then at night in the confidence of their homes rip out their apology-tongues and steal their poems.

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It was a face which darkness could kill in an instant a face as easily hurt by laughter or light

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'We think differently at night' she told me once lying back languidly

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And she would quote Cocteau

BY LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI

'I feel there is an angel in me' she'd say

'whom I am constantly shocking' Then she would smile and look away light a cigarette for me sigh and rise and stretch her sweet anatomy let fall a stocking

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EASTERN BALLAD

BY ALLEN GINSBERG

I speak of love that comes to mind: The moon is faithful, although blind; She moves in thought she cannot speak.

Perfect care has made her bleak.

I never dreamed the sea so deep, The earth so dark; so long my sleep, I have become another child.

I wake to see the world

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211th Chorus go wild.

The wheel of the quivering meat conception Turns in the void expelling human beings, Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nits, Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roan Racinghorses, poxy bucolic pigtics, Horrible unnameable lice of vultures, Murderous attacking dog-armies Of Africa, Rhinos roaming in the jungle, Vast boars and huge gigantic bull Elephants, rams, eagles, condors, Pones and Porcupines and PillsAll the endless conception of living beings Gnashing everywhere in Consciousness Throughout the ten directions of space Occupying all the quarters in & out, From supermicroscopic no-bug To huge Galaxy Lightyear Bowell

BY JACK KEROUAC

nating the sky of one MindPoor!

I wish I was free of that slaving meat wheel and safe in heaven dead.

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“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved�

KEROUAC