Jack Kerouac: Lowell of the Mind (2012)
...death is nothing; it´s the sadness in life that kills me...
...a universal sad lost redness of mortal damnation...
...down Pawtucket Boulevard, past the Orphanage grotto...
..o tall red chimneys of the Cotton Mills of Lowell...
...everybody goes home in October...
...the melts of winter mixed with roars of Merrimac...
...ah me, lowell in the night...
...the October wind was starting to rise like a phantom in the streets...
...my heart was as big as the world...
...memory and dream are intermixed in this mad universe...
...the redbrick smokestacks rising like giants into the drowse of afternoon clouds......
...every time I see the red sun on a late afternoon it´s as if I see my whole life...
...Doctor Sax and the rainy nights of the castle...
...being crazy is the least of my worries...
..like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water...
...it ain´t no fairytale joke to be in need & try to live from one day to the next...
...I understood mysticism at once - the silent stormy gloomy mystic earth...
...winds blew with a greeny freight of hope over exited trees...
...across the great sad river of eternity which is that mad beautiful Marrimac...
...step softly, ghost of the Pawtucketville night...