I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical Ā Ā Ā 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 Ā Ā Ā dynamo in the machinery of nightā¦
Ginsberg, Allen. āHowl.ā Listen to full poem here. (via wordsnquotes)













