Check out Gen X Revert's rewrite of Howl:
I saw the best Catholics of my generation destroyed by(the whole thing)
dragging themselves through the streets at dawn looking
for beautiful Liturgy
who threw potato salad at Jesuit lecturers on Dogma and subsequently
presented themselves on the granite steps of Groeschel’s
shaven heads demanding true religious life.
(there's probably a technical poetics term for this kind of thing, but I don't know it)
He's on the sidebar now too...