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An ode to Jack Kerouac and the "Beat Poet" "lifestyle".
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In
the house down the block,
Surrounded
by
With
the mildewing,
Cracked
slat plywood,
White
picket fence,
With
the ru..
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The knock
At the door.
The sound
Like that of my head
An instrument,
The base drum.
Spiraling
Anticipation.
..
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Smoke
ring virtues,
Dissipate
into the
Morning
skies.
Leaving
only
Memories
Of
righteous
Integrities,
An..
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a lonely and weary traveler's thoughts
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A slight bit of poetic commentary, I suspect.
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A brief story - based poem
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I bit of "pop culture" comentary, I guess
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His
body
lifeless,
It
now
effervescing
dark,
The
back yard
Blue
�" green.
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