trouble me disturb me with all your cares and you worries trouble me on the days when you feel spent

hey Jack now for the tricky part when you were the brightest star who were the shadows? of the San Francisco beat boys you were the favorite now they sit and r…

speak to me don't mislead me, the calm I feel means a storm is swelling there's no telling where it starts or how it ends

hey Jack Kerouac I think of your mother and the tears she cried, she cried for none other than her little boy lost in our little world that hated and that dare…

It was nice to be reminded that she was looking out for me almost as certainly as I always looked out for her

When there were periods of crisis, you stood beside him. When there were periods of happiness, you laughed with him. And when there were periods of sorrow, you…

To my little sick pal. I will try to knock you another homer, maybe two today