Molochian Curse

This poem was a test to write about HIV/AIDS in a new style.  I was somewhat inspired by Allen Ginsberg and Truman Capote and their literary work.  I'm hoping it works.  I also left out all punctuation, and all capitalization and most, what I term "filler words".  Again hoping it works.  It is graphic, but it has to be.  I just wanted to open my soul to the 'speaking dead', what Alice Walker calls "our Ancestors".  This is what they had to say...

best generation afflicted in to insanity ravenous distraught helpless pleading comatose in the inky asphalt streets another tireless sex-searching pervert or so ya think poverty stricken tattered mindlessness hollow eyed darkness contains angelic cold amber eyes imploring hallucinations of non-exotic puffy eyed boys expelled no longer some pathetic bathhouse fairy an airline steward as patient zero cowering unshaven Castro faggots in threadbare underwear imploring for one more touch from strong creviced chin course grained face the purgatory of glistening torsos obscure moody halls dreaming drugging shabby towel eyes buried pearl colored ass arched an obscure ode to death nightly waiting for a young taut hysterical body of endless cock and balls screaming streets shuddering leaving me soaked pie-eyed for whoever takes me next lightening in the mind shiftless sailors hustlers cemetery dawns strung out drug pushers homeless beggars white trash farm boys with voices like thorny barbed wire ranting roaring vibrations of obligatory orgasms  whispering man whose name is never known vanishing in to memories nightmares devil wallowing laughing howling eyes widening disgorged suffering sweats faltering  sexual ambivalent faith withdrawn cobalt bulb shading track marks covering dried up arms contrived  prick slavering bitch leaving broken hearts vibrating cornholing visionary angels thinking madness ecstasy impulses weeping undressing fucking desperate guys hungry gals seeking endless sex insulted injured dog piss drying puddles disappearing shadows burning barroom cowardice protesting nothing motherfucking rabid pacifist crying trembling shrieking skeletons howling on there knees emotional whimpering simpering letting themselves be fucked injected infected dragged  off no longer sure blowing or blown by who erupting spewing dangerous liquid in to a negro Latina sistah believing her man ain’t down low fucking in the brownstone mornings poverty ridden ghetto evenings disseminating semen whomever come naked turbulence now physical manifestation dwelling personally sobbing endlessly angelic naked whale wanged lover boys robbed fate piercing trembling bastard red eyed in the morning sweetening trembling vicious tongue prostitute buttocks recognized whoring cocksman pricks sticking out a conjurer’s stunt thickest in the pecker parade abandoning semen slimed chalk lines in heartless borsht tortilla petticoats  picking themselves up through swamp ruined basement johns lofty pimps shuffling in the bed sheets certainly no  double-gaited big daddy only Alabama gaunt drug addicted waitress serving corn mush to the unemployed  taking shelter on Social Security Medicaid Medicare Food Stamps Welfare covered in oozing Kaposi Sarcoma sores walking in squatter rights unheated rooms  just beyond the garbage dump profuse nightly sweating seeing  dramatic great suicidal dreams  of ghosts of the fearing dead nameless buried in the closet  aides scrubbing derelict bedpans of lofty patient stanzaed gibberish who cut their wrists twice lacking self-righteous piety wallowing in brimstone behavior according to who groaning toilets watching millions die falling on knees to silent Olivierian Reagan shrieking Christopher Street queers––– only twenty-four frozen to death on the streets of New York City