Fragments from Howl – Nathan D. Horowitz
who were burned alive in their innocent flannel suits on Madison Avenue amid blasts of leaden verse & the tanked-up clatter of the iron regiments of fashion
& the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising & the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors,
or were run down by the drunken taxicabs of Absolute Reality
(extract from the poem ‘Howl‘ by Allen Ginsberg. Copyright © Allen Ginsberg, 1956, 1961, used by permission of The Wylie Agency (UK) Limited)