My Own Experience Is That A Certain

America I Used To Be A Communist When I Was A Kid And I'm Not Sorry.

The Jews Always Complained, Kvetching About False Gods, And Erected The Biggest False God, Jehovah, In Middle Of Western Civilization.

The Whole Blear World Of Smoke And Twisted Steel Around My Head In A Railroad Car, And My Mind Wandering Past The Rust Into Futurity: I Saw The Sun Go Down In A Carnal And Primeval World, Leaving Darkness To Cover My Railroad Train Because The Other Side Of The World Was Waiting For Dawn.

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 The Night.

Nobody Saves America By Sniffing Cocaine. Jiggling Your Knees Blankeyed In The Rain, When It Snows In Your Nose You Catch Cold In Your Brain.