Nebraska (Jack Kerouac Poems)
April doesnt hurt hereLike it does in New EnglandThe groundVast and brownSurrounds dry townsLocated in the dustOf the coming locustLive ...
April doesnt hurt hereLike it does in New EnglandThe groundVast and brownSurrounds dry townsLocated in the dustOf the coming locustLive ...
I lie on my back at midnighthearing the marvelous strange chimeof the clocks, and know it's mid-night and in that ...
Society has good intentions Bureaucracy is like a friend5years ago - other furies other losses -America'strying to control the uncontrollable ...
The wheel of the quivering meat conceptionTurns in the void expelling human beings,Pigs, turtles, frogs, insects, nits,Mice, lice, lizards, rats, roanRacinghorses, ...
And how sweet a story it isWhen you hear Charley Parker tell it,Either on records or at sessions,Or at offical bits ...
-lights out-fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneousecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine,the gland inside of my brain dischargingthe good ...
"Tryna get to sunny Californy" -Boom. It's the awful raincoatmaking me look like a selfdefeated self-murdering imaginary gangster, an idiot ...
Describe fires in riverbottomsand, and the cooking;the cooking of hot dogsspitted in whittled sticksover flames of woodfirewith grease dropping in ...
Roosevelt was worth 6, 7 million dollarsHe was TightFrog waitsTill poor flyFlies byAnd then they got himThe pool of clear ...
The great hanging weak teat of Indiaon the mapThe Fingernail of MalayaThe Wall of ChinaThe Korea Ti-Pousse ThumbThe Salamander Japanthe ...
I keep falling in love with my mother,I dont want to hurt her—Of all people to hurt.Every time I see her she's ...
Butte Magic of IgnoranceButte MagicIs the same as no-ButteAll one lightOld Rough RoadsOne High IronMainwayDenver is the same"The guy I ...
Man is not worried in the middleMan in the MiddleIs not WorriedHe knows his KarmaIs not buriedBut his Karma,Unknown to ...
The low yellow moon above theQuiet lamplit house. (Jack Kerouac)
The tasteof rain-Why kneel? (Jack Kerouac)
Birds singingin the dark-Rainy dawn. (Jack Kerouac)
Birds singing in the dark -Rainy dawn. (Jack Kerouac)
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