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Posted to Action Poetry

Sal, if you ever need
a way to fly to those poetic hights promise me,
You'll remember Kerouac suffering under the weight of guilt bottles, and Dylan Thomas defeated, raging against nothing but the dying of his light when he should have been creating... promise me the drugs you take will not destroy glimmers of life you hold within you, for your poetry transends your own life, and reaches into all corners of the earth to illuminate dusty corners.