Ode to Jack…
March 29, 2017
Original text by Susan M. Kirschbaum
Gimme a Beat
Yeah, baby, you’re driving us down Route 66
And we’re writing poetry along the way
And we drink till we drop on top of one another each night,
at a new Motel 6 that we call “kitsch”
And we self indulge as long as we need to nurse these illusions
to boost our shaky self esteem(s)
And, and, and and, and and….
(*Photo & memories, flashbacks.)
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