The Rhythm of Immortality

Reincarnated Gods

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, angel headed hipsters burning for the

ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night,

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

For reincarnated greek gods, lost in their lives, wasted and dead inside

--Allen Ginsberg, poet