help i am not good with computer
William S. Burroughs & Alene Lee talking on the roof of Allen Ginsberg’s apartment building in New York City in 1953; text written by Allen Ginsberg.
mdl4:
Blast door in a Minuteman II Launch Facility
“World-wide delivery in 30 minutes or less or your next one is free”
Kurt Vonnegut on the Shapes of Stories
This is so great. I’ve read the Palm Sunday chapter where he goes into this a dozen times, but seeing him draw on the chalkboard for the audience is just the best. Thanks, Maud!
“And where have you been?” I said.
“I’ll have you know that I spend up to 80% of my time on any given day in the office, before returning home to my lovely girlfriend, of course.”
He winked at me and shuffled in his seat.
“What do you expect me to think, when you come home at gone two in the morning, stinking of liquor and loose women?”
“While it has been claimed that I am having an affair, questions have been raised as to the authenticity of these accusations.”
This is all I ever get out of him anymore. A gang bang of weasel words, copulating and cartwheeling out of his mouth, adding to his dive bar miasma that follows him wherever he goes.
“Indeed, it could be said that I am a very good boyfriend.”
thank you for the present
boy
I’m glad for the gift
of a dead rat
prostrate in summer sun
dry as the bones you broke
you’ve got blood
scent
blood all over
a casual horror
the first time I said
at least I don’t have a
rodent problem
and you said
I have a rodent.
Problem?
It’s as fixed now as the garden furniture
a routine terror
a territorial thing
“The AAP perspective on this is that babies with funny-shaped heads are better than dead babies, from a public-health standpoint.”