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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