“Jack Kerouac” Made Me Write This Poem

something of the city builds inside as a lonely horn pines for the connection… the moment in the past… when we had something besides a plain future and instead saw everything with wild eyed color and deep depressed shadow. that me has gone leaving a strong scent of information and light for this one to cling to…

(mturro – NYC – 12/2006)

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One thought on ““Jack Kerouac” Made Me Write This Poem

  1. I know that pine!
    Been hearing it every night on my walks to the shed for a cigarette to haggle over the future with, eerie really, but serene. I think this is one of the reasons people like to drink more, to combat this feeling and push it away. Me, I’d rather embrace it and that’s what I been trying to do lately, that, and trying to establish the Helping Friendly Bookstore a presence in the Amazon.com community.

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