Ahab to his companion

Ahab to his companion      falling over there in any         out from the dawn
skin    staring stirring unbelief he strode towards a long
drink and looked into the    the actors ourselves become
muzzle of Spain and 42 St.              old banner illustrating
I was standing by the wax     before dead whistle stop already
cross the red moon      terminal time scarred         end.
scanning patterns     on my face       me in your back, pal”
dawn words falling      will say it all       consists in irradiating
this dead whistle stop             in the language before creation
   he strode towards     the actors in the city “Here he is now”
   obsidian morning      sniffing quivering need    masturbating afternoons
spitting blood       dead rainbow flesh        he moved as sharp as
on the iron streets        fish smell and dead eyes         water reeds
scarred metal faces    running into the mines           liquid typewriter
flickered on field    where flesh circulates           red fish talk falling
   he strode towards       pant smell          language like muttering
   Spain and 42 st.        running in the gutter       where is he now?
the actors dead       dawn word falling        he was caught in the zoo
   whistle stop already    scanning patterns        jissom webs drifting
slow ferris wheel      running rainbow flesh       over the White Subway

William S. Burroughs (1914-1997): Dead Whistle Stop Already End (A Poem), from Floating Bear 24, Sept.-Oct. 1962

William S. Burroughs: Spain and 42 St. (A Poem)

Language like muttering    pant smells running    silver scanning
Passed down the Arab Street      in the gutter      patterns
Translucent medium from   its like i talky you of a place
the vacuum of silent panic        forgotten   red mud flats
sharp fish syllables   where is he now? he moved as sharp as water
assassins smile and drink   he was caught      reeds
broken into scanning patterns        in the zoo        of legs
dawn words falling    fish talk the liquid typewriter    spitting blood
   where flesh circulates    he strode toward flesh of    red dusk laugh
purple gills stirring    dead whistle stop        Spain and 42 st.
its like reeds on the face      circulates    up through the dark excuses
where flesh identity       dawn words falling stirring slow
gills of purple sleep    he was caught in the zoo    it is no death
where flesh circulates      unbelief staring out from dawn skin

of Spain and 42 St.

William S. Burroughs (1914-1997): Spain and 42nd St. (A Poem), from Floating Bear 24, Sept.-Oct. 1962

William S. Burroughs:Where Flesh Circulates(A Poem)

Its so hard to remember in the world – –   Weren’t you there?        Dead so you
think of ports – – Couldn’t reach flesh – –       Might have to reach flesh from
anybody – –
           And i will depart      under the Red Masters
           for strange dawn words          of color                      exalting their
           falling on my face   impending attack         satellite in a
          Gold and perfumes          of light              city red stone
          shadows brick terminal time             wet dream flesh            creakily the
          the last feeble faces             fountains play stale
          spit from crumpled cloth               Weimar youths            on my face
          bodies           where flesh circulates             Masters of color
         exalting their dogs      impending attack of light
         unaware of the vagrant        shadows on the Glass and Metal Streets
         silver flying   scanning patterns    electric dogs
         dark street life   “Here he is now”       staring out
         from the dawn           he strode toward the flesh     jissom webs drifting
         where identity       scarred metal faces      masturbating
         “Who him?” spitting blood laugh on the iron   afternoons
          ejaculates wet dream flesh          in red brick Terminal Time
          red nitrous fumes  under the orange gas flares
         grey metal fall out               on terminal cities
         to the shrinking sky fading color   sewage delta
        caught in this dead whistle stop                     post card sky
        dead rainbow flesh             and copper pagodas                flickered on the
        in a city of red stone       black skin work fish smell and
        dead eyes in doorways red water words             spitting blood laugh
        sharp as water reeds      fish syllables
        stirring this Moroccan sunlight           vagrant noon station
        spent in the mirror          dawn jissom webs       drifting rainbow
        speeded up from afternoon’s       slow ferris wheel          flesh.

William S. Burroughs (1914-1997):Where Flesh Circulates (A Poem), from Floating Bear 24, Sept.-Oct. 1962

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