1975 - Archives, Krannert Memorial Library, University of Indianapolis

The Wanderer
In times untouched
by feeling
Now is a hard core
movie held over by
popular demand;
look outside, walk
the white line,
the right line,
crawl to confusion
- Plaintive child,
then return, and
loneliness, the faithful
one
will
and
The
reach out, smile
welcome you
home
Contemporary Modems
How can I trust your
love or your hate . , .
there is so much
hate in your love,
so much fear in
your hate, forget
lovers and enemies
(at least, for a while)
you need your soul
cleansed, your mind
healed, if you can
find where you
left them
The News (Uncensored)
(1 - 1-75)
U.S.A. presents:
anchorman Gerald Ford
with Rockefeller
in Washington D.C.,
Henry Kissinger in
South Africa
John Scali at the U.N.
Congress inoperative
Scoop Jackson running
in Israel
Religious authorities in
irrelevancy
Cost of living in Orbit
The Oil Companies in
the money
The poor down the
drain
White Collar Job
Willie works
in an office
the
First and
Only
'course
he's
Different
the Bes
Best Neegrow
ever -
third there
in line
to a paper
clip
Because It's There
It's true, I can't lie
Santa Claus deceived
us; he was just the
first to go one by one
our dreams followed:
many embraced illusions
where they've been
waiting ever since,
Now we remaining,
through strewn tinsle
and dead limbs,
hear about the greatness
of our ancestors: Kings,
queens, princes, princesses,
mighty warriors; their
wisdom, their joy . . .
Indeed, yes, how fortunate
they are, grinning in the
past, and all safely dead
Paradigm
We know the pariah's
voice, we've heard it
from the other side
singing, sofl sounds
against his oppressors
arguing his right to
be -
no one cares for him,
or his words, but
they all recognize his
children's children's
children's children's
revolution
Kym (For JMB)
. . . Something about
her fingers,
slim,
longer than when
she was a child,
something about love
about her fingers,
seeking, soft
reaching
Something unhurt
about her fingers -
so unlike her
heart
Pursuing the Pursuif
We sit, we think,
at first, about
many things,
everything:
we talk . . .
almost about
us,
you smile; how
beautiful!
I am.
, feeling returns
this time we
nearly touch.
And love is
everlasting
Dichotomized Freedom
(Indianapolis, 1960)
Born
into a caste
that never seems
to pass
with masters
all around
with souls that
are bound,
with soul so
free,
what's to
become
of me?
PM. Vietnam Time
At night, I day
dream
I'm a modern day
ripped off van
Winkle -
thinking, changing,
growing/old
while America
sleeps, sucking
a dead roach
under a fallen
cherry tree
We, Allende (9-13-73)
The world is silent
though the fires burn
your northern neighbors'
denials die on the flame
Allende, Allende, we hear,
is gone, Chile is back
where it belongs.
long live I T and T
hail to the iceman!
- the centuries stir,
we are the people,
we are the power,
we are the flame
Death Conlrol
If I had
my way
nobody
would be born
in America
under 18
year of age
unless
accompanied
bY a
child
When the Church Left Me
(1 962)
You offered me a raindrop,
I longed for the ocean
I promised you the sun -
you wanted a cigarette
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