Kerouac Lives - 267 Poem by Richard Wlodarski
Kerouac Lives - 267
Rating: ★5.0
I was just
A pauper
You were less
Thought you stole
My damn heart
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8/29/2026 7:11:06 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Brilliant, Richard. This reminds me of Joan and Jan. Jack left before Jan was born. It was perhaps at their meeting, years later, that Jack understood that his heart had been stolen. Brilliant verse.
My heart had really gone out to Jan. So very tragic that he chose a very similar lifestyle to her father's. And died prematurely!