This is a poem by jack kerouac, from pomes all sizes. Jeff and inger lorre performed it on the compilation kerouac – kicks joy darkness. Angel mine be you fine Angel divine Angel milk what’s your ilk Angel bilk Angel cash angel smash Angel hash
He searched for those wings that he knew that this angel should have at her back And although he can’t find them he really don’t mind because he knows they’ll grow back And he reached for that halo that he knows that she had when she first caught his eye Although his hand came back […]