Hey Jack Kerouac

Lobby of 67 West Street. Greenpoint, Brooklyn. Photo by Rick Stachura. March 7, 2020.



Of the San Francisco beat boys

you were the favorite

Now they sit and rattle their bones

and think of their blood-stoned days


You chose your words from mouths of

babes got lost in the wood

The hip flask slinging madman, steaming cafe flirts

in Chinatown, howling at night



Lyrics from “Hey Jack Kerouac” by 10,000 Maniacs, 1987.

Photo by Rick Stachura. The lobby of 67 West Street in Greenpoint, Brooklyn. March 7, 2020.



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