8/9/2019 The Keruac Box

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NELE .K.

THE KERUAC BOX

Hordes of mad chinamen streched out the tin doorways of history

These waves of dark gloomy-looking eyes paraded the rainy street

Cool complex woman elicited hot dignityStraight belly curly-haired beautiful breasts dress flapping

Hangin lips playing on warm casualness

Man walked like a swingin boxerExuberance spin sharp the alley

Saintly children going home from school

Allmost droped from the sidewalk

Bar types wanted self -indulgence downtownBig boys that were flipping goof flowers in joints

Vigorous weird music blew the curb

Lovely young ideas flooded the room

I contemlative inside a half-finished beerLonely broke undone

Glad to be writhing thow strange thingsNot too worried about money

Yet disappointed by the clinker of my hobo puckets

City glowed life, spitting night trolleysDrooping redbrick buildings shaved hour upon hour of boredom