Howl as a Pantoum

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2017 by Hello World

(original by Allen Ginsberg)

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.

Starving hysterical, naked
angelheaded hipsters burning
at dawn, looking for an angry fix
for the ancient heavenly connection.

Angelheaded hipsters burning
to the starry dynamo,
for the ancient heavenly connection,
in the machinery of night.

To the starry dynamo
dragging themselves through the negro streets
in the machinery of night,
I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness.

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