“What is that feeling when you're driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it's the too-huge world vaulting us, and it's good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” Jack Kerouack.
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
21 years and running.
Where dreams don't die They lay in bed unconscious.
I'll sleep out on the front porch Where the words slip down through the floor boards.
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