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Visions of Madmen

December 28, 2009
By groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
groogruxking GOLD, Florence, Massachusetts
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;The only people for me are<br /> the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be<br /> saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn<br /> or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow<br /> roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle<br /> you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes &quot;Awww!&rdquo;-Jack Kerouac


While the moon peaked out of her hiding place in her sky
And a great weariness began to weigh me down
I caught a glimpse of a dark figure quickly illuminated
By the streetlight standing guard
Just then a face pressed against my pane—
Gnarled and untamed surrounded by a mat of frayed hair,
Then jerked back and sounded a mad Howl
So piercing I nearly lost my mind and soul—
And somewhere in those wild, staring eyes
Far behind the clay-mask worked and forced against his round cheeks and form—naked, free
Was a gleam far too familiar


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