What would Kerouac do?

To Edward Dahlberg
Jack Kerouac (EEUU, 1922-1969)

Don´t use the telephone.
People are never ready to answer it.
Use poetry.





Hymn
Jack Kerouac (EEUU, 1922-1969)

And when you showed me Brooklyn Bridge
in the morning,
Ah God,
And the people slipping on ice in the street,
Twice,
twice,
two different people
came over, goin to work,
so earnest and tryful,
clutching their pitiful
morning Daily News
slip on the ice & fall
both inside 5 minutes
and I cried I cried
That´s when you taught me tears, Ah
God in the morning,
Ah hee And me leaning on the lamppost wiping
eyes,
eyes,
nobody´s know I´d cried
or woulda cared anyway
but O I saw my father
and my grandfather´s mother
and the long lines of chaits
and tear-sitters and dead
Ah me, I knew God You
Had better plans that that
So whatever plan you have for me
Splitter of majesty
Make in short
Brief Make it snappy
Bring me home to the Eternal Mother
Today At your service anyway,
(and until)