Where are the boys?



af: William Burroughs (& Grant Son, a.k.a. Agent C)


where are the boys?


there are no boys

just the empty house

the wind that blew

between the worlds


it cut him like a knife


frogs croaking

the red sun on black water

a fish jumps

the memory of what has been

and never will be


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