Adriatic Ancients

A poem dedicated to the ancients reincarnated today, in the Adriatic and Dalmation salty mountains.
 And the beat generation, I think of you. In your madness, your freedom, your truth.
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Hot red rod
 of the ephemeral mountain
 seeking light
 at the end of the deep
 dark tunnel
 A cave more majestic
 than i could have ever known
 I jinx the Ginsberg truth
 “Follow your inner moonlight
 don’t hide the madness”
 

We peaked
 We dove
 We swallowed
 our pits
 Whole
 

For you
 The Dalmatian giant
 The sweetest fruit
 on a sea-salt swept
 ancient fig tree
 Born by your ancestors
 uprooted by your hardheaded
 Monogamy
 

Because of you
 I borrow from Burroughs
 His beat-ing rationale
 To “exterminate
 all rational thought”
 

Because of you
 I am freer in my madness
 In the tick-tocks of my knicks
 and all the Kerouacs buried inside of me