Friday, February 29, 2008

Kerouac- beginning and end




This image depicts my love for slam poetry. I call it "Tumbling mountains, I race forward, you don't know me, sky splits, radical exchange, never the same, always the same, you don't know me, rushing rivers, empty vessles, ravaged, ragged, raped, random endless nights, dreamless sleep, sleepless dream, you don't know me, you don't me."

5 comments:

Shane Swinnea said...

Niiiiiice.
It makes me want to give up punctuation shouldnt no i shouldnt
give in but i must

natalia said...

sweet!

Justine Harlan said...

I think he looks a little like Shane.

Barnacles said...

I noticed that too. It was unintentional, I guess if you spend enough time with a guy you can't help it if he's running through your brain all day, slathered in honey with "Cherry Pie" playing in the background.

Shane Swinnea said...

Hah! Indeed, you've captured my essence... and my heart.