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RV 194 (BIG SUR194) :Leave it to the light
 * Concern yourself with supper,
 * & an eye


 * somebody’s eye—a wife,
 * a girl, a friend, an animal

—a blood let drop—
 * he for his sea,
 * he for his fire,
 * thee for thy desire


 * “The sea drove me away
 * & yelled ‘Go to your desire!’

—As I hurried up the valley It added one last yell:-
 * ‘And laugh!


 * Even the sea cant stop me from
 * writing something to read in my old age

—This is the chart of brief forms,
 * this sea the briefest—Shish yourself—

After scaring me like that, Mar, I'll excoriate yr slum—yr
 * iodine weeds & slime hoops,
 * even yr dried hollow seaweed
 * stinks—you stink all over—
 * Boom—Try that, creep—
 * The little Monterey fishingboat
 * glides downward home 15 miles to go,
 * be home to fried fish & beer b’five—
 * It guides the sea its bird routes—
 * —Silver loss forever outward

—From blue sky of human bridges
 * to the massive mawkcloud sea center
 * heap—to the gray—
 * Some boys call it gunboat blue,
 * or gray, but I call it
 * the Civil War of Rocks

—Rocks ‘come air, rocks come water,
 * & rock rocks—