Katrina Kaye

Of course
Kerouac
had no fear,
cocaine was
easy to
come by.
Revolution does
not stem
from the sober,
solitary mind,
but from a rebellion
fueled by adrenaline
and endorphins
and synapses,
snap
snap
snapping
like dried up
saplings
and words that
trickle from
numb tongues
faster than white
powder up paper
straw, but does that
give meaning?
purpose?
insight?
On enough blow
anyone can talk to
god or become
a prophet,
on the fifty
second hour we
can all read each
other’s mind.
Kerouac was no
different,
he merely hit
the road,
bummed around,
locked himself
in his cave for three
days and let the
paper fly from
typewriter.

“Gods and Prophets” is previously published in Roi Faineant Literary Press (2021).