I find a forbidden copy of "Wild Boys" by the now declared criminal 20th century author William Burroughs. This in a used book stall. I'm amazed there's one still around. I mean after the "Literary Purity, and Religious Freedom Act" was passed.
I paid in Bitcoin script, and hid it under my shirt. I took it home turned out all the lights. I climbed into my hall closet with a flash light. I crouch, and slowly open to the first page.
Suddenly police dogs barking a chopper hovering overhead with search lights stabbing through the curtains. The sound of boots stomping up my building's stairs.
Life in Tomorrowland.
I've read Junky by Boroughs more than once. Naked Lunch was a bit much for me. Perhaps its time to give it a second chance?
ReplyDeleteOh shit, I shoundn't a said that!
ReplyDeleteAnd I wrote Boroughs, instead of Burroughs. Double shit. And I said shit twice! No three times! Ahhh!
ReplyDeleteWhat's in a name. ...it's cool.
ReplyDeleteGlad you're out there.