A long hair bearded man sits on a toilet
reading poetry by Whitman and Frost
and Auden and Elliot and Dylan Thomas.
He works night shift as a janitor in
1956 and the beats are screaming for truth.
He saw the best minds crawling
through the city streets at dawn
looking for an angry shot of speed.
He wrote truth on Howl's page
plant the ugly seeds of rage.
A Bible for the changing Age
sings his hymn on a sacred stage.