Manic Beatnik Riffing

criteria anyone?

I Told You so….

the Corpse of Burroughs and those Other Living Parasitic Ghouls Hung Around His Dirty Shirt Collar like a NUMBING HANGOVER. He Tried and Couldn’t Mouthwash Their Dirty Taste Out of His Mouth with AMMONIA and BLEACH. WHATDAYA THINK THEY WERE GONNA DO? As an Epitaph, APOLOGIZE for THEIR DEATH TRIPS? I Told You so….


By the edge of a ditch named Bedlam In the river of forgetfulness lives the Eternal Outsider -kin to the invisible- Deformed and Mocked. A woman’s spirit trapped in a male body, not to be seen on any day of rest, a taboo. Unwilling to trust, Screaming to the Sky in Violence that She Scorned the Only Person Who Ever Truly Cared, Accepted, and Loved Her Unconditionally. That Royal Man Went Mad in Rejection. She became a Siren who lures abusive men []