Railroad Beatitudes

A FOREST is just a lot of trees put together

– – – – – – –

(Cooked macaroni and ate it in oily weeds
of railyard night . . . dodged railroad cops
and hopped Zipper other side of crossing)
(rode on thru)

– Jack Kerouac
Some of the Dharma

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