Follow your inner moonlight don't hide the madness.
I’m with you in Rocklandwhere we are great writers on the same dreadful typewriter
Democracy! Bah! When I hear that word I reach for my feather boa!
I would rather go mad, gone down the dark road to Mexico, heroin dripping in my veins, eyes and ears full of marijuana, eating the god Peyote on the floor of a mudhut on the border or laying in a hote...
Another lover hits the universe. The circle is broken. But with death comes rebirth. And like all lovers and sad people, I am a poet.
America when will you be angelic? When will you take off your clothes?
If I had a soul I sold itfor pretty wordsIf I had a body I usedit up spurting my essenceAllen Ginsberg warns youdont follow my pathto extinction
In my dreams you walk dripping from a sea journey on the highway across America in tears to the door of my cottage in the Western night
Who dreamt and made incarnate gaps in Time & Spacethrough images juxtaposed, and trapped the archangel of the soul between 2 visual images and joined the elemental verbs and set the noun and dash of c...
America this is quite serious
Burroughs ... his very junkhood an accomplishment beyond a million dollars.
Just because I like to suck cock doesn't make me any less American than Jesse Helms.
I eat a catfish sandwich
I'm alone in the sky where there's nothing to loseThe Sun's not eternal That's why there's the bluesMajestical jailhouse our Joy's in the CageHearts full of hatred will outlast my old age
I want to see you. I feel more and more at with you now actually than ever before, I feel you more, actually more clarity, more confidence, more trust.
Burroughs a purest ignu his haircut is a cream his left finger pinkey chopped off for early ignu reasons metaphysical spells love spells with psychoanalystshis very junkhood an accomplishment beyond a...
YOUR NAME IS WRITTEN IN HEAVEN
LSD Shakti-snake settles like Gas into Consciousness
Whoever controls the media, the images, controls the culture.
Senseless, senseless coughs of emotion