St. Jack

[Artguy]

Jack's words in the wind
A bird preys on a worm
Jack prays on nothing

[stilltrucking]

words in the wind
that saved Willie Sutton
on many long nights

Kerouac. Prison is where you promise yourself the right to live, a line that saved Sutton on many long nights.

[e_dog]

that Jack Nicolacquerson was won fined gulfer.

[Ali22]

between worlds
neither here or there
lost in cyber space

[stilltrucking]

not here
not there
broken link



he rides the wind
the lonesome traveler
lost in his words of love




e_dog:
I am sorry about the broken link above here is the skinny on it

MOEHRINGER: (Reading) The guards march Sutton back to Admin. The clerk cuts him two checks: one for $146, salary for 17 years at various prison jobs, minus taxes; another for $40, the cost of a bus ticket to Manhattan. Every released prisoner gets bus fare to Manhattan.

(Reading) Sutton takes the checks. This is really happening. His heart begins to throb, his leg, too. They're throbbing at each other like the male and female leads in an Italian opera. The guards march him back his cell. You've got 15 minutes, they tell him, handing him a shopping bag.

(Reading) He stands in the middle of his cell, his eight-by-six home for the last 17 years. Is it possible that he won't sleep here tonight, that he'll sleep in a soft bed with clean sheets and a real pillow and no demented souls above and below him howling and cursing and pleading with impotence and fury? The sound of men in cages, nothing can compare.

(Reading) He sets the shopping bag on the desk and carefully packs the manuscript of his novel, then the spiral notebooks from his creative writing classes, then his copies of Dante, Shakespeare, Plato, then Kerouac. Prison is where you promise yourself the right to live, a line that saved Sutton on many long nights
Sutton': America's 1920s, Bank-Robbing 'Robin Hood

[WIREMAN]

Gone with bottom
Howling wind in bottle
Where Jack b bound