:23:01
while the world
is passing you by.
:23:04
All the stuff to see...
:23:07
and all the kicks...
:23:09
and all the girls
are out there.
:23:11
And me, a writer!
:23:13
And a poet who should be
having adventures...
:23:15
and experiencing
all the diversities...
:23:17
and paradoxes
and ironies of life...
:23:19
and passing over
all the roads of the world!
:23:22
And digging all the cities
and towns and rivers...
:23:27
and the oceans and...
:23:29
making all of them chicks.
:23:32
Oh, God.
:23:35
As a writer and a poet...
:23:37
it is my duty to get out there
and dig the world...
:23:39
to swim in
the whole frigging scene...
:23:41
while there is
still time, man.
:23:44
My farting around days
are over, baby.
:23:46
From this day on, I shall live
every day as if it was my last.
:23:51
I must do it!
:23:52
No more of the dreary,
boring classes...
:23:55
dismal lectures,
sitting around bullshitting..
:23:58
with pretentious
fat-ass hippies.
:24:00
No more of the books...
:24:01
the spoutings of
a bunch of old farts...
:24:03
who think they know
the whole goddamn score.
:24:12
Oh, my God, what have I done?
:24:18
I set all my notes
and books on fire...
:24:20
and now I can't study
for my exams.
:24:22
I'll flunk out,
and my folks will be pissed off.
:24:28
I'll get a blanket.
:24:32
The blanket's on fire.
:24:35
We better call
the fire department.
:24:47
Bo Diddley buy his baby
a diamond ring
:24:51
If that diamond ring
don't shine
:24:55
He gonna take it
to a private eye
:24:59
If that private eye
can't see