“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed…”
-Allen Ginsberg
No. He didn’t.
He helped mediocrities self-destruct Through formless howlings in their lonely minds He pushed them to their deaths with obscene smirks No more connected than foul faeces flung
Against the good, the beautiful, the true He pitied himself, and called it rebellion He squealed out his pimply scatologies He destroyed the weaklings he could have helped
The best minds of his generation pitied him But kept their children far away from it
Your ‘umble scrivener’s site is: Reactionarydrivel.blogspot.com. It’s not at all reactionary, tho’ it might be drivel.
Lawrence Hall’s vanity publications are available on amazon.com as Kindle and on bits of dead tree: The Road to Magdalena, Paleo-Hippies at Work and Play, Lady with a Dead Turtle, Don’t Forget Your Shoes and Grapes, Coffee and a Dead Alligator to Go, and Dispatches from the Colonial Office.