In Response to: The Beat Generation
Those who lived in poverty
tatters and hollow-eyed
sitting up high
Smoking in supernatural darkness
Nitroglycerine shrieks
Whole intellects disgorged
Totall recall
Seven days and seven nights with brilliant eyes
meat for the synagogue
cast on the pavements
Secret creatures lurking among the dancers
writers
readers
Humans
screaming lyrics like the flare of a furnace blast
rumbling and roaring
sung by a blind man
his hand a languid claw
tearing away the multicolored blossoms
into tatters
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