The Voices of Jack Kerouac by Danny Wilson (the best e book reader .txt) 📕

Mr. GreenJeans Knows All

     My 7 year poetic journey coming to an end within Tijuana, Mexico.  Saturday morning demonsb

battling pet sounds despite Jack Daniels.  A hungry belly growls watching one more youtube video?

madness becoming chaos as i leave the dark winter anew.  Carl Sandburg moving me beyond a

field of dreams?  I become more than i thought i knew.  Tapping the shoulders of Pound,Sexton,

Angelou,Kerouac,and Plath.  Young street children pandering for pesos?  The Coronavirus destroying

a way of life.  Writing to live as i live to write.  I leap into the abyss of destiny with reckless abandon.

Sister Mary Edmund pointing a stern finger anew.  1984 morphing into Animal Farm as farenheit 411 

awaits in the wings.

 

 

     Trying to reimagine poetics within a futureshocked matrix.  Dagwood Bumstead screams!  Aiming

for the impossible as i raise the bar for all that follow.  Melancholy babies touching reflective creatures/

Upon the gloaming?  Catalina memories taking me to outer space?  Saturday emotions bringing Tijuana

madness to the surface.  Yellow Submarines pushing a Rubber Soul towards a Field of dreams.  I battle

the complexities of my so=called self.  I create my own philosophical existence as Savannah Brown

takes me to a surreal place.  Sister Mary George roars!  Nuff said.

 

She Laughs...She Cries Silent Tears...Then Joe Biden Speaks

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morning demons taking me for a wild

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      The smell of bacon and eggs urging me

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the yellow brick road

anew.  Ardent daytrippers embracing a final

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of Tequila?  Judy Collela

Screams!

       Beatrice Maye smiling from

Up above....

       Arthritis giving me a pat on the

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     Ghosts of Jack Kerouac leading me towards

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myself behind a cracked mirror/

                    The essence of Hank

Williams tapping a sensitive shoulder?

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that girl within the confines of

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    Mexico....

16 odd grunts having one more

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of joe/Timothy Leary taking another

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on the peace pipe.....

               Jack Daniels chasing

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dreams.....

     Purple people eaters grin!

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heroes pondering vanilla

skies/Caesar fiddles.

            Too tired to

Think......Too tired to

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         Poetic Savants smile....Poetic

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cry silent tears.   Devalued pennies

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inside empty pockets/

Tijuanas Finest walking

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empty malls......

      Young children side=stepping The

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    Midnight demons

Scream!  Maya Angelou

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from up above.....

          RIP

 

For What its Worth

 4:54pm.  Mr. Harvey

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everything!

         Tom Joad pushing me

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philosophical existence/

            Teorema dreams taking me

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     Pearline Felder waxing

Poetically?

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mexicans dancing the night away.

                  Grandma and

Grandpa digging through the

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     Batman returns!

Bye.

       

Imprint

Publication Date: 05-19-2021

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Dedication:
Dedicated to my past self....