The only people for me are the mad ones

the ones who are mad to live,
mad to talk,
mad to be saved,
desirous of everything at the same time,
the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing,
but burn,
burn,
burn,
like the fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like
spiders across the stars..."

Jack Kerouac

collage on paper

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