A Harsh Reality

Created for a Visual Design Core contest.

The theme for the contest is :

I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,
dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix,
angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to thestarry dynamo in the machinery of night,
who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat up smoking in the supernatural darkness of cold-water fiats 'doating across the tops of cities contemplating jazz...

My interpretation may not be obvious to you right away, but it makes enough sense to me. Kind of a hard thing to interpret in a picture.