Glenn Miller and I were heroes
When it was discovered
That I was the most beautiful
Boy of my generation,
They told Glenn Miller,
Whereby he got inspired
And wrote the saxophone
Wrote the reed sections –
like sautergain & finn –
and then they all did dance
and kissed me mooning stars
and I became the Yokum
of the wall-gang, flowers,
and believed in truth & loved
the snowy earth
and had no truck
and no responsibility
a bhikku in my heart
waiting for philosophy’s
dreadful murderer
B U D D H A
179th Chorus
© Copyright: Джек Керуак, 2012
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