"How many years threaded on a needle of blood? Hands slack
on lap he sits looking out at the winter dawn with the cancelled
eyes of junk." Naked Lunch, W.S. Burroughs.
14 Sept 2009
Unnatural Offences magazine, 2008
"How many years threaded on a needle of blood? Hands slack
on lap he sits looking out at the winter dawn with the cancelled
eyes of junk." Naked Lunch, W.S. Burroughs.
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