Not For Andy Clausen

Jack Micheline    

Kerouac thought to be a real
Poet was "something to crow about"
Whatever is rare or real
One who opens one heart
to reach the soul force
climbs the ladder to higher consciousness
and down below
is the mud, pain, slime, & piss
Also the bourgeoise of cities
making Art & Poetry
a business,
a monkey on a stick
a clown
and in the backyards
the butterfly,
the moth,
the caterpillar,
a feline dog
a shooting star