i'm not one for
heights but draw these mountains,
makes me want to
read again kerouac's 'big sur',
his lists,his time alone,his
madness,
mercy,books of his letters
have an eternal place in me,
draw these mountains,
reminds me that i could
read jah writing all day,
wonder what he'd write about
hikes,mountains,etc.,
the world should know that
i wish i could return to
creating little books,
not enough pockets in this
life for all little books
i'd like to make,
we wait to see
where lightning strikes,
i'm not one for
focus,but lift my wings,
waiting for whimsy to
carry me into the next
countryside,
harvest energy when i can,
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