Treasure Island

Joseph Narusiewicz

(9/29/50 / So St Paul, Minnesota)

Split on the Road


Railroad tracks in a restless sky
Moving like Jack in Denver
Writers justified by pain and wind

Beige dreams with Connecticut windows
Jazz with speed and American ethos
Poetry in cadence with the bongo night

Experience is the new religion
Creative alleys
Morrison and Dylan soon to come

Freedom is a gypsy on a new road
The window rolled down
The mountains

San Francisco
The village
The Pranksters and bookstores

We traveled
Some of us our gone
Some of us keep in touch

The world is a split on the road

Submitted: Tuesday, November 12, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 12, 2013

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