Howl with a Moo Too

"Eyes are a thousand blind windows!" Ginsberg, 1955

I herd the marching madly with angry, blinding eyes
"fix me naked, fire my frenzy"

Their minds, best in field, starves with hollow highs
"bare my brains, expel my skull"

The heavenly negro street burns the angel's head
"hollow my eyes,  water my poor"

The angel staggers on top of radiant cool eyes
"school my war, cower in underwear"
 
A pubic beard busts the drunken nightmare
"c**k my dreams, ride my vibrating joy"

Two eyeballs vomit their hysterical hearts
"light my box, sex my soup, dark my skin"

Sick sirens wail a weeping broke tremble
"knee my howls, wave my balls"

A blood shoe opens the opium snow room
"suicide my drama, crown my muddy bottom"

A broken wineglass sings its forgotten despair
"moan my past, crack my hopeless breasts"

A skull, bashed and open, screams in its tomb
"croak my fog, oil my soul, poor my fate"

A boatload of sensitive s**t laughing down river
"scream my yell, free my mercy, flower my farewell"