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for john

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

3 replies on “for john”

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)

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