His kitty kat
Is dead
 It’s a fucking bummer
  This
 After all that
Lonely soul earth SEA
CRASHING  with that fucked up mule
 Who is that mule?
 Freaking Dante at the
 Gates of Hell
  And God up there
 On that steep ass mountain looking down
 One little light on
Just some carpenters working at night
    Where was Henry?
 Was even there
 And the he says
 Fuck it
 I’m getting OUTTA here
 Packing up his little rucksack
 Hitches past the American families
Starched and feminized
 To the bus station
 And on to Ferlinghetti
  Who tells him yr kitty is dead
 Dang this just the first fifty pages
 And I remember the
 Sweet wine nightmares to come
Jeez!