First Party At Ken Kesey’s With Hell’s Angels by Allen Ginsberg

It was a cool black
night
the redwoods
parked cars
shaded
gates
and starsthe porch
a few tired souls
hunched over
leather jackets black
huge
wooden house
round the back

3 am sound-blast
hi fi Rolling Stones
Ray Charles
Beatles
its all love
in the dancing
tweed
and weed
and girls
in scarlet
and
1 smooth muscular
man
sweating

yea
man
dancing
beer cans littering
hanging man
sculpture
dangle branch
and
the children
bunk-bed
dream-scape

4 police
cars
parked outside
the picture
paint
let their lights
callydescope
on top
of
something
something something

’65

you should have
been
there
too bad
you’re stuck in 2012