On the road
through San Francisco
I think of
Jack and Neal
and the adventures
we choose for
our own lives
and those we
share
them with.
November PAD #23 - travel
Showing posts with label Kerouac. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kerouac. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Hell on wheels
An tribute to the mad men of Kerouac's "On the Road," men who rubbed their bellies and talked about life and laughed so loudly that people must've thought they'd gone mad.
HELL ON WHEELS
Sometimes it calls, that slow
burn of madness,
a spring fever that sweeps
like a brush fire through
your senses and
drives you toward the road
to an adventure that leads
wherever we feel
at that very moment, to
the places we're meant to
be, and to
the us we're always becoming.
HELL ON WHEELS
Sometimes it calls, that slow
burn of madness,
a spring fever that sweeps
like a brush fire through
your senses and
drives you toward the road
to an adventure that leads
wherever we feel
at that very moment, to
the places we're meant to
be, and to
the us we're always becoming.
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