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Beat Street ( For Mr. Kerouac...on the road again)

city streets
lined with ghost-like
faces...empty

black eyes
glued to shop-front
windows...empty

reflections of hope
the only sign
of life

blood stained
pavements
gutters gurgling
with greed

...empty

broken promises
&
dead dreams
dancing naked
on a $2 coin

...empty

in the distance
an unknown busker
lets his horn
reincarnate
Miles Davis
round about
midnight


Harry Rout 2019
badmalthus
Written by badmalthus (Harry Rout)
Published
Author's Note
On the Road Anniversary
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
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