I enjoyed this more and more after 3-4 passes.

It puts me in kind of the original beats, more Kerouac than Ginsberg, the earlier stuff with the great internal rythym that’s so subtle it’s just like hinting at it, enough to get your mind clicking around trying to find that “right” cadence.

“I might even die in a place crash, but I’ve got some other stuff to do.”

I can’t read that without trying out different emphases and pauses in different spots, trying to work out the way it would exist off the page in the speakers mouth.

Your writing really comes alive because of that subtle flow.