They Beat Me Over the Head With a Sack
Anselm Berrigan

ISBN: 1-890311-03-0

16 pgs, Cover by Rod Smith

Tripping with a brain

Nowhere comes the man
through indecent California autumn
& yet, "someone is at the door"
to refute my ideas concerning
western theater. As if going
and the opposite are not a tribute
to localized demons, black & white
& grey. This day a scorcher, leaving
tinges of red inside my cheeks, not unlike
Mickey Finn. Some Friday blank,
in a ripped imagination I am tampered with,
for example: after nearly having been doored
in the sunset, a yell takes up space
& that is not intimacy, Schuyler
or Mayakovsky.