America when will we end the human war? Go fuck yourself with your atom bomb - Allen Ginsberg

Machine chaos on Earth, Too many bodies, mouths bleeding on every Continent

I eat a catfish sandwich
with onions and red sauce
20c. (Havana 1953)

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz,