Poem for James Dean.... for english.

unravel the treads of authority
revolt on the foundation of tradition
reckless abandon
immune to conformity
crazed insaniety
Rebel Without A Cause
passionate,
raw,
speed,
short lived,
Byron is your middle name.
embrace Alienated America
cigarettes and leather jackets
grab the wheel
slam the breaks
The Immortalist no longer lives.

also..... check out the link above (click "Poem for James Dean") for my faveorite site on hip 50's lingo! hahaha, yea, i know i'm a nerd.

meanwhile back at the ranch....

this year is the 50th aniversary of James Dean's death....
he crashed his porsche when he was 24, and will always remain in our hearts as America's Original Bad Boy. **swoon**