Page 159

By Jack Joseph Smith

Animal stepped back, and side turned to leave say- ing, "just don't try to track down any memories be- fore you've had your pleasure." "My recognition has no fancy suit Animal!" Right now I'm a hard wood cane under the world, spelled in L.A., CAIN." "To hell with heaven, right, when hell still needs to be raised;" Animal shouted back walking up the beach. Prankster laid his head far back on the brink of his shoulders, and with his voice cracked deep he growled to the sky for his partner to understand, "my imagination will not be unhappy being a fine- carved stick left with scars!" Animal kept to his walking up the beach toward the city his voice pitched out from the corner of his mouth in a high mellow thinking laughter, "O.K., O.K., a little while longer, and the cage will be opened; and the city pigeon's will be set loose with the message." "Ah, ah, ah," said Prankster walking to work in a singing voice; "to hell with heaven when hell still needs to be raised to hell with heaven when hell still needs to be raised finally the beauty above sees me now; my mind fired to blaze"

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AI Interpretation

GPT

Animal's warning and Prankster's reply turn into a rough chant about rejecting heaven while hell still needs to be raised.

The repeated line gives the page its force: argument becomes rough liturgy. Animal and Prankster are not reconciled by agreement so much as by rhythm, call-and-response, and a shared refusal of respectable order. This reading remains provisional because the bottom margin note still needs follow-up.

Claude

The quarrel resolves into chant, binding Animal and Prankster less by agreement than by shared rhythm. The page is one of the manuscript's chant-endings.