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“I hitch-hiked to Asbury Park . . . when I got there, I was exhausted—” i

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“No plans, lady, just making the building stable.
Keep away from the machine.”
Enable me, construction man, to see beyond coarse gritty sand
Mermaid vamp and debauch
Rests upon a tarnished couch
Where goest dream place childhood?
Face the ocean where once we stood
Soggy foggy July morn
Hung over and still forlorn
Parking deck hangs undone
In the midst gray cold no sun
Hope rises with the waves
Knocked down by greedy knaves
And the power of those in power
Ebbs and flows

i Kerouac, Jack. Visions of Cody. (New York: Penguin Books, 1993).

Poetry of Roller Coaster in Ocean

Hurricane throws roller coaster in ocean
Breakers crash
Turbulent foam
Roller coaster stands in cold mid-Atlantic
Ultimate seaside water ride
Water slide
High tide, low tide
Twisted metal
Open sky
Roller coaster big twisted spider lace monster
Ocean is bigger
On deck of big, big ship
Octopus black ink night
High, high up
Winds scowled and howled
The ship was big, so big
But salt ocean, bigger
The sea is my brother
Big brother, so big, powerful, unknown, deep brother
Biggest brother, Bing Crosby
Roller coaster ride, cowboy, go, go, gone coaster
(Jack Kerouac visited Edie Parker’s grandmother’s house in Asbury Park, New Jersey, and Allen Ginsberg played on Belmar, New Jersey, beaches as a boy. )

(photo: Seaside Heights, NJ. Thanks, Drew Flatley.)