No answer forthcomming

Insurmountable heights
wakeful nights
Starry eyed lament
interwined with rapturous intent
Carnal dreaming her insulted heart screaming

Beatnick poetry

Ok so my last post was rather drunken and pathetically melodramatic.

Heres a chance at another slightly less embarassing one:

So last night I'm in a fantastically funky restaurant with a group of well loved friends and a pretty descent Jazz band started up.

My friend commented that it was all very beatnick and that in the 60's stoners used to stand up at places like this and recite spoken word poetry to the crowd.

So, emboldened by red wine and good company I had a go at composing my own. Here it follows:

Undulating through a dicotinous notion of freedom
perpetual momentum towards an unanswerable destination
light, lighten softly encountering each revelation
Chose wisely the path and traverse without knowledge
quest begun, no end until another begins.
cyclic dreaming, rotary feeling,
unconcious understanding of a wheel.