Biographical Poem on Kerouac

Hello, my name is Aberjhani and the following is an excerpt from a poem called "Sweet Brother Beat Bop Daddy K," taken from Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black. Just wanted to share with those who appreciate Kerouac:

SWEET BROTHER BEAT BOP DADDY K (3/12/22-10/21/69)
(an excerpt)

Which take is this
Sweet Brother Beat-Bop Daddy K?

Listen, kid, the first take
is the only take:
you dig deep like skiddly-wee-doo-boy
then shut your stinkin' face.

Which take is this
Sweet Brother Beat-Bop Daddy K?

You get the one shot baby,
you dig deep or you sink deeper.

I write this life
the way I spurt my soul
in jazz-riff streams
across the condomless page
praying Charlie Parker
will blow for me
a higher range of esthetics
redefining and redesigning
everything I never knew
about God-as-me within this world
and who knows how much
we do not know about Love
or lovelessness? Can you spit it
supremely
through saxophone genius
like dark mystic birds
Coltrane and Charlie?

I place my best feet
upon good green earth
running from one session of hell
in America to another
small-town boy French-Canadian sperm
crossing the goal line
straight into the mine fields
of World War II, my sanity
like a fish with hooks
in both eyes, my hunger
like an engine
gulping highways and speed.

(from Visions of a Skylark Dressed in Black)
by Aberjhani