He Threw Up His Hands And Wrote

Fortunately Art Is A Community Effort - A Small But Select Community Living In A Spiritualized World Endeavoring To Interpret The Wars And The Solitudes Of The Flesh.

The Soul Is Innocent And Immortal, It Should Never Die Ungodly In An Armed Madhouse.

The Actual Materials Are Important. A Book At The Nightstand Is Important - A Light You Can Get At - Or A Flashlight As Kerouac Had A Brakeman's Latern.

Unholy Battered Old Thing You Were, My Sunflower O My Soul, I Loved You Then!

In My Dreams You Walk Dripping From A Sea Journey On The Highway Across America In Tears To The Door Of My Cottage In The Western Night