Tuesday, August 18, 2009

No symbolic dressing

"Follows his boy right into the East River,
down through condoms and orange peels,
mosaic of floating newspapers,
down into the silent black ooze with gangsters in concrete,
and pistols pounded flat to avoid the probing finger of prurient ballistic experts."
-William Burroughs, Naked Lunch

I wrote lots of little excerpts from Naked Lunch in my journal back in January and remembered them last night.


  1. ah, naked lunch is probably the most insane book i've ever read, haha

  2. Burroughs was amazing,in many many ways.