Jack Kerouac

Jack Kerouac, Florida

Nebraska

April doesnt hurt here
Like it does in New England 
The ground
Vast and brown 
Surrounds dry towns 
Located in the dust 
Of the coming locust
Live for survival, not for "kicks"
Be a bangtail describer, 
like of shrouded traveler 
in Textile tenement & the birds fighting in yr ears-like Burroughs exact to describe & gettin $
The Angry Hunger
(hunger is anger) 
  who fears the 
  hungry feareth 
  the angry)
And so I came home
To Golden far away 
Twas on the horizon 
Every blessed day 
As we rolled And we rolled
From Donner tragic Pass 
Thru April in Nevada And out Salt City Way Into the dry Nebraskas And sad Wyomings Where young girls And pretty lover boys 
With Mickey Mantle eyes
Wander under moons 
Sawing in lost cradle 
And Judge O Fasterc 
Passes whiggling by To ask of young love: ,,Was it the same wind Of April Plains eve that ruffled the dress

John Ashbery

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