Hero's and Fools (10)
Wandered down to NYC on a greyhound bus, went to hustle looks... It was the final straw, cold wandering streets I realized my calling was elsewhere, I'm not the socialite required for the job, no hunger for it. I cancelled it all halfway through, hung out with my boy Dios.
Dude is my favorite thing about New York.
Nice glasses. What was your favorite sight in New York? Do you know the paintings name you are standing beside?
Wore glasses almost ten years, got LASIK about a year ago.
My favorite sight was when I went to the library and they had the original scroll from On the Road by Jack Kerouac laid out. He wrote it on a scroll so he wouldn't loose rhythm changing pages in the typewriter.
The painting is called Painting, by Francis Bacon.
https://www.moma.org/collection/works/79204
Last photo is super cute.
There has been fear and rejections in your past poems.
I'm the asshole that drags locals down to times square😝 My whole life was built on fear and rejection, I've never handled either very well.