J. Alva favored me with the line, “Comity comes with a price in integrity,” so I fed that line into The Howler and this is what came out!
Dig this Daddio:
Comity comes with a price in integrity
the midnight solitude-bench flung out of the tenement window,
and the last piece of mental furniture, and even that imaginary,
nothing but the shadow of dungarees F.B.I. in beards and shorts with
big pacifist eyes sexy in their dark skin passing out
incomprehensible leaflets, who burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting
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