Who chained themselves to subways for the endless ride from Battery to holy Bronx on benzedrine until the noise of wheels and children brought them down shuddering mouth-wracked and battered bleak of brain all drained of brilliance in the drear light of Zoo, Peyote solidities of halls, backyard green tree cemetery dawns, wine drunkenness over the rooftops, storefront boroughs of teahead joyride neon blinking traffic light, sun and moon and tree vibrations in the roaring winter dusks of Brooklyn, ashcan rantings and kind king light of mind, Incomparable blind streets of shuddering cloud and lightning in the mind leaping toward poles of Canada & Paterson, illuminating all the motionless world of Time between, With dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls, Who ate fire in paint hotels or drank turpentine in Paradise Alley, death, or purgatoried their torsos night after night Who got busted in their pubic beards returning through Laredo with a belt of marijuana for New York, Who cowered in unshaven rooms in underwear, burning their money in wastebaskets and listening to the Terror through the wall, Who were expelled from the academies for crazy & publishing obscene odes on the windows of the skull,

Who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy among the scholars of war, Who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated, 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, I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,ĭragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,Īngelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,

Howl and another poem