Sunday, December 30, 2007

Jack Kerouac

Don’t be the man
counting cars
at the edge of the strip mall.

Don’t collect all
the free bars of soap
from every hotel

on the continent.
Avoid lavender bath sets
from bargain outlets. Don’t

rise to the occasion
when your country needs you
least. Don’t dismiss

the invisible
hand of the market, especially
when it scours

the square at dusk;
and gleaners comb
the clutter of crates

for thyme and asparagus.
Don’t be
the man

coming home
at the verge
of the new estate. Don’t forget

the supplementary
guides to all the wilderness trails
winding through

those long ago
only a dog follows. Open

the window,
put your ass
to the wind.

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