FRIDAY 8 O'CLOCK

night
that sticks
its tongue
into the ears
of corners
hides from the eyes
of cracks...

awoke
and ran
out
to meet
eros
so I could
do it
up
thirs-
ty
head
tall spade
a-
round
blind-
fold lick
my way
cook-
er it
cot-
ton draws
it up
cock
a doo-
dle do
it
(trey, man
taste it
beat-
en be-
fore
(twice or)
now and
fuck crip-
ple girl
three times)
re-
turn to
calm
street
mag-
i-
cal horse
ride
find
some food
to re-
sume.

Norman Savage
Coney Island, 1969

SATURDAY, 9:33 A.M.

wake-up
shot
never.
things to do
today:
one:
cop.
walk into strange pads
to steal;
walking fast
to meet
a loud $37 Italian
knit and
gator shoes.

Norman Savage
Coney Island, 1969