Kerouac Desolation Angels Cut-Up # 5

Kerouac Desolation Angels Cut-Up # 5

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I was minding my business while out for a walk. I look behind me and see someone charging at me in a football uniform with a pie.

I run like hell but am not fast enough. I turn around and say, "stop." I see the pie flying through the air, which nails me. I begin choking on what I realize is apple pie.

I can't breathe. I am tackled to the ground, which dislodges the pie from my throat. I can breathe. I am in a daze.

I look up and see Kerouac holding his helmet, laughing at me. Jack says, " How do you like mom's apple pie?"  I say nothing, hoping I am dreaming.

Kerouac says, "I am Catholic. I am not a Buddhist. I am not On the Road. I live with mom in my underwear. I eat ice cream, apple pie and watch television. I am not a Beat. I want to be left alone. If you want to Cut-Me up, it needs to be biblical. I believe in God. Do you get it?"

I say, "I get it, Jack. I hear you. Please do not tackle me again. Thank your mom for the pie."

Kerouac puts his helmet on and runs off, reciting the Catholic liturgy in Latin.

Words from Desolation Angels flutter down like leaves and appear as written below.

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Kerouac Desolation Angels Cut-Up # 5

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God is love

God is Void 

God is truth 

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Beyond 

Serenity 

Sunday morning 

Praying Souls

Looking for peace 

Entering the Holy Realm 

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American - Sin - lifeless - hopeless 

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barbed wire - atom bombs - television murders -  Bolivian starvation - Rationalists - Mongolian hordes - private limousines - buses - cars

roaring traffic - trams - pulp magazines - vehicles from nowhere - Boito's Requiem - concentration camps -  gas ovens - worms - graves - police - Beechnut gum - NYC - Tangiers - Seventy Million dead indians - ten thousand cold-eyed Materialistic officials - bureaucrats sucking cigarettes - Mohammed - longshoremen - silhouetted parades - dead pioneers - office thieves - nowhere paper shufflers - crazy college girls - truth - justice - hot-blooded believers - Pretty neckties - explosions - dung - secret alleys - cold winter winds - North River bars - cats 

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American hordes cruelly crucified God's Son 

fools raging condemn life pissing on graves 

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Lucifer's warehouse on Mars 

Blessing concentration camps 

Cooking lost souls in gas ovens 

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Lucifer penetrated Hemingway 

Fat calm tabby cats 

Boys and girls 

Babies 

Elderly ladies 

Brando 

Dali

Beethoven

Earth 

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Lucifer licks Old Jack's poor sleeping mother! 

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God's Son 

Returns to earth

Jack's mom raging

Beats the Devil on Mars

She bullwhips the bastard 

Sunday Morning

Mom eats Lucifer 

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Old Jack and mom

Reborn in Heaven 

Whoopee - television 

Everything is free

No-money or job needed 

Free drinks everyone

Down On 

Desolation Row

Together forever 

In God's Love 

Amen

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Dylan appears and says, "You better listen to Jack."

I will say, "Bob, I know you got the title for Desolation Row from Kerouac. I know you were heavily influenced by Burroughs's Cut-Up method. You experimented with it on Highway 61 through Blonde on Blonde. Tarantula is a pure Cut-Up. I would bet money that Tangled Up in Blue is your version of On the Road. You are in spirit one of the Beats."

Dylan looks at me with piercing blue eyes and a slight smile and dissolves into the blue sky.

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I compiled this Cut-Up of Desolation Angels from 2 am until 10 am on May 12, 2022. I am exhausted, going to bed, and wish I had never encountered the Beats. I want to be a normal American, worship at the mall, and recite the Pledge of Allegiance in every waking moment. Sadly, my fate is to be on the Beat path for better or worse. On The Road now to bed.

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© David Penn Trinley Arndt 2022