Jack Kerouac Bread Box

Have a listen while you read along:

the radio is Kerouac
lost lines to the in between
your ear to the bread box

turn the dial

this is wheat for the wheat thins
you don’t ask how or when
you just tune in

give a listen
live out your heart.

in this moment you’re not the wannabe
you’re a magician hearing the lost traveled

you’re Miles freestylin’ without a trumpet
lost in the 80’s
searchin’ for the here and the now.
the 2000’s almost 2000 and 21 or is ’19?

i don’t know

but it’s breakfast now –
i can’t begin my day
without a coffee
without a prayer
radio tuning in the bread box
Kerouac – on the ear – whispering – don’t miss me – i’m dead
but only to the living lost
forgetting the in between words
from the bread box


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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