Tag Archives: Burroughs

William Burroughs – Western Lands

I want to reach the Western Lands – right in front of you, across the bubbling brook. It’s a frozen sewer. It’s known as the Duad, remember? All the filth and horror, fear, hate, disease and death of human history flows between you and Western Lands. Let it flow! My cat Fletch stretches behind me […]

Cities of the Red Night

I didn’t want to write about this or what followed. Guayaquil, Lima, Santiago and all the others I didn’t see. The easiest victories are the most costly in the end. I have blown a hole in time with firecracker. Let others step through. Into what bigger and bigger firecrackers? Better weapons led to better and […]

W. S. Burroughs – “A Thanksgiving Prayer”

Thanks for the wild turkey and the passenger pigeons, destined to be shit out through wholesome American guts. Thanks for a continent to despoil and poison. Thanks for Indians to provide a modicum of challenge and danger. Thanks for vast herds of bison to kill and skin leaving the carcasses to rot. Thanks for bounties […]

Last words

July 30, 1997, Wednesday [. . .] Atom bomb is the ultimate soul killer, that vaporizes all debts as it vaporized the steel tower at Alamogordo, New Mexico. (Fat soul.) “Our vegetable love will grow, vaster than empires and more slow.” No idea where or why that quote came from. Know the whole poem, of […]