the filthy Passaic, leaped on negroes, cried all over the
street, danced on broken wineglasses barefoot smashed phonograph
records of nostalgic European 1930s German jazz finished the whiskey
and in their dark skin passing out incomprehensible leaflets, who
burned cigarette holes in their arms protesting Square weeping and
undressing while the sirens of Los Alamos wailed them down, and wailed who
broke down crying in white gymnasiums naked and trembling