he sits back all kerouac
with the holy city rising behind him
he is
the embodiment
of everything a lesser poet ever wanted to say
but wasn’t brave enough to write
he is
my america
he is
the way a man should wear a hat
he is
beautiful
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3 replies on “for john”
My name is John (obviously not your John)…and I just had to read this…Love it darling
Just as a side note, every man wants to be Kerouak , even if they haven’t read him, they want to be him.
Your posts go great with beer…Tankhouse Ale in this particular ocasion (yes I’m the undercover writer in the pub with the laptop….don’t tell anyone)
If by every man you mean every male poet, perhaps. Kerouac was a brilliant misogynist. He’s a beat bobble head, a god, a heroin addicted action figure.