“I made love to her under the tarantula.”
—Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Beams and beliefs
before the bottom
fell out
and I became just
another casualty.
It’s not the fur—it’s the dander.
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Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash 
Not a huge Kerouac aficionado but there’s something about this poem that just… works. That last line adds a whole other dimension somehow. Nice.
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Thank you so much for reading my blog and the kind words. I just checked out your blog and am really looking forward to exploring it further. Some beautiful photography.
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I totally agree with siubhan. Quite marvelous.
Pearl
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A different take…and like Siubhan…I agree about the last line. Well penned x
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lovely,
Glad to enjoy your work again!
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