CANCER MEN. . . THESE INDIVIDUALS ARE MARKED FOE. . .
at land coccus germs
by a bacilmouth Jersy phenicol bitoics
the um vast and varied that
specific target was the vast popul – - – -
the vast
cancers that surgery and Xrays C
In the United States the Americi
is considered well worth our feet. . .
Ociety racks up the score like
sons will become new cancer pee
a third of them. . .
Surgery & Radiation be saved
this leaves 225 000
resistant o rso widely
surgeons and radiologists
These individuals are marked foe. . .
“For these the
the opinion of Dr. Robert P
Dushinski with £ fluoro
he helped synthesize
cancer men
growth in some cases
is worth 12,000 dollars $$$$
cancer men. $
. . . these individuals are marked foe. . .
Cut up New Clues To Cancer Cures
The Saturday Evening Post
Oct. 31, 1959 Past Time
FORMED IN THE STANCE
The beautiful disease and
The government falls
along the weed rooms
flesh along the weed government/ / / /
The girls eat morning
Dying peoples to a white bone monkey
in the Winter sun
touching tree of the house. $$$$
Argue second time around such a deal.
The middle artist unknown and probably hostile
in his hands scouting be obligation
for force main body dependant
on in from ate………
The usual procedure
viruses graphed
Time.
Ours THAT????
HER feet at?
Morning
the thunderous
read the front page” ” ” ”
star blazing
but She
read the stories
beyond lines. . . .
They can
take over
viruses &&&
make one
The Scientists
formed in the stance. . .
traits
ride
many. . .
thorough
equipped
street
few days:::
Cut up Paris Herald Tribune articles on Met performance and polio virus
Burroughs poem
New Clues To Cancer Cure
SATURDAY EVENING POST Oct. 31, 1959
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VIRUSES WERE BY ACCIDENT?
(Resevoir of rabies and other virus? discovered in Brown fat of vampire bats and their well known and easily chosen human constituent.)
Cancer tests… brown blood.. live babies.. proof of virus. vaccine? Bio-control the London conference.. it was out sheep cattle and animals have wild system…. blood time brown blood. MAN cancer case and plant. methods of pest growing strenuous exercise—breed could land by killing or weakening cancer anti-bodies on a foam runway would stil retain adaption to African way of life… In all sizes virus drugs make cancer… blood supply.. cold virus rays cancer meat and protein case.
Brown attempted to make such a deal with plants and animal over thousands of years
Sub virus stimulates anti virus special group:: argue second time around such a deal/////
Unusual beings dormant in cancer feel towards the day already overpopulated with hungry cows.
Viruses were by accident?
Live culture?
Cutup articles in Paris Herald Tribune on virus in human cancer and animal diseases in Africa.
THE ACTUAL MA VIRUSES IN POLIO PHOTO FOR FUR FUZZ?
found that the
lakeside sub
supported by
Cancer Society. . . .
to photograph
u fact your of the
cell.
and continue
from the U position.
The
for
lain
The America/ / / /
the bus con passengers
are now trying the
actual
Ma virus in thee C.
GE chock put 50
and guards
POLIO
PHOTO
FOR
FUR
photographed
side human
Cut up articles on polio virus und subliminals
DISH SOPRANO MADE THE NIGHT FOR SHE OVATION
She said: “Some bath rub they are people”
dish soprano
wins ovation
in “Met.”
By John Mo” ” ” ”
one of the MOST in opera
tan opera
her hus
dish, , , ,
had not
good the
after and
to some opposed
in wait
with Portugal
tied Spain into
a government – - – -
Plan to broaden
the killers
tomorrow &&&
the Federal government
were taken. .
years years
needed because
She said: “Some bath rub they are people”
Cut up Paris Herald Tribune articles
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OTHERS KILL CELLS AND FUTURE FOR NEW CANCER HOLES
new cancer will be applied
synthetize cancer men
stepped up research
whole cancer
nothing more of unconcern
like tiny blobs
new ate
amplified into groups
agent at work
aid of the host
the usual procedure
eventual program
dry wit has survived
cancer search of the prostate
have all shrinkage
he made irresiphilis
another patient had orgasm
known as Doctor Cooly
vigorous
her quest data
actually separated by a long Pee
another mystery
Others kill calls and future
for new cancer hole.
Cut up TOWARD A CURE FOR CANCER in LIFE
November 23, 1959
NEW CLUES TO CANCER CURES
Saturday Evening Post
October 31, 1959
“people are some bath tub.”
for new cancer holes
Ma viruses
made the night for She Ovation
Dish Soprano
separated by long peee
another mystery
others kill cells and future
agent at work
new cancer hole
These individuals are marked foe
They are of malignancy the link
The usual procedure
separated by a long Pee
eventual program
known as COOL
virus graphed
Time.
OURS?
THAT?
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MAO TZE: TA TA KAN KAN….KAN KAN TA TA
(fight fight talk talk…talk talk fight fight)
Shift lingual . . . free doorways . . . pinball age tangles
free cone agent dim blot . . . .scribble electric voice eyes
. . . voice of c cone . . . . out of doorways . . . . tangles voices
. . . tata Stalin . . .carriage age tar . . . . . . . .vibrate tourists . .
cover Zen terminals . . . . . . pinball machines led streets . . . . .
. . . with elect of doorways . . . . doorway grind enclosures of
Hatch . . . .frozen wet hot tourists. . . .scribble electric voice
eyes . . . . . . . .voice of cone eye hatch dim blots . . . .age agent
dim vest of . . . .terminal electric voice of C . . . . All Ling
out of agitated . . .terminal electric voice of C. . .all ling out of
agitated. . .terminal electric voice of C. . . . . . .
shift lingual. . .vibrate tourists. . . . . . . .free doorways. . . .shift
lingual. . . . vibrate tourists. . . .free doorways. . . .tata Stalin
. . . . .carriage h ta . . . . ta ta Stalin . . . . carriage age ta. . .
Cut-up of prose poem ‘Stalin’ by Sinclair Beiles
FROM SAN DIEGO UP TO MAINE
Solemn Accountants are jumping ship, sir…All of them, sir… In the last skimpy surplus, sir… ‘Room for one more outside, sir’ they said and plunged Seventh Teen Age Future Molotov Cocktails… Last seen swimming desperately in sewage…
Allies wait on knives…Valiant Crowns drew a short 22 and Heavy Commitments….The Caribbean swells to a roar…A Negro snapped the advantages….Street Gangs Uranian born up from a headline of penniless migrants in the face of appalling conditions:
“Out Show window and we’re Proud of it.”
Her Fourth Grade Class screamed in terror when I looked at the dogs and I looked at the pavement… decided the pavement was safer… Stale streets of yesterday policemen back from shadows to embrace his assailant…pretty familiar. Talk to my medium….Remember my medium of appalling conditions conditi ons?:
Suicide by teen ager…ice food…same day…Blue Note wherever you go… Dietary delusion of death in Tanganyika or was it?
Only this should have been obvious from Her Fourth Grade Class: Only live animals have write door…. Distant…
Secure it firmly with steak sized chucks of cripple drug and throw it in a Liz replica synthesized from cabbage….
Who was Rape and Idleness? Anyone over homicide big enough to take Punishment Wisconsin…Milwauki convicted of later and lesser crimes pudgy and not pretty…The Words included assault murder stratosphere and his feet devoid of reality.
Will Hollywood never learn?
Unimaginable disaster …Royal Kights Teen Age Future Time.
Cut up articles on Juvenile Delinquency
Time and New York Herald Tribune (European adition)
“San Diego Up to Main” Cut Up
vision of death..reets of yesterday..his assailant
my medium remember??? this should be//
or was..empty of switch teet..exploded Fi..Tanganyika
only
Allies wait..heavy commitments..snapped the ad
appalling con..Her fourth..payment.
Eventh?
Allies..committments ..to a roar..born in the face
window and were..Her Fourth Grade..C dogs
ping ship, sir He said
with steak..ica synthesized..anyone..not pretty..
ratosphere
shadows convicted..of later He words..and his feet devoid
of cripple badge//
singing with teet
in the sun
wont change
a story////
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EVERYWHERE MARCH YOUR HEAD”
A rap of
Sound
A.
turns
Urns back O
Our lots con
the time to you
change
no mat
desires
Arrival of/ / / /
you finger on the
starts &&
These
stance of
O will go. . .
begin
ire..
Everywhere
march
your
head
Cut up Rimbaud’s TO A REASON (A UNE RAISON)
Words by Rimbaud, arrangement by Burroughs and Corso
SONS OF YOUR IN
sons of your in
tea see
rib tent
of ten in
new
n
eve
n.
us
bore
the
harm. . . .
detour
homes
a head &
at head return
return
commence her
this is I
march
Raise everywhere
a blow of
one step/ / /
and the
Ta T
he too
vows
charge
on he
water
T
the am
hots
He cha
Stance
raise
new
tone
see
the new
Change knows
the Time t. . . .
Cut up TO A REASON
Words Rimbaud, arrangement Corso & Burroughs
Dead Whistle Stop Already End
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
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Spain & 42 St.
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.
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Where Flesh Circulates
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.
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Cold Lost Marbles
my ice skates on a wall
lustre of stumps washes his lavander horizon
he’s got a handsome face of a lousy kid
rooming-houses dirty fingers
whistled in the shadow
“Wait for me at the detour.”
river… snow… some one vague faded in a mirror
filigree of trade winds
clouds white as lace circling the pepper trees
the film is finished
memory died when their photos weather-worn points of
polluted water under the trees in the mist shadow of
boys by the daybreak in the peony fields cold lost
marbles in the room carnations three ampoules of
morphine little blue-eyes-twilight grins between his
legs yellow fingers blue stars erect boys of sleep
have frozen dreams for I am a teenager pass it on
flesh and bones withheld too long yes sir oui oui
Crapps’ last map… lake… a canoe… rose tornado in
the harvest brass echo tropical jeers from Panama
City night fences dead fingers you are in your own body
around and maybe a boy skin spreads to something
else on Long Island the dogs are quiet.
---
My Legs Señor
attic room and window my ice skates on the wall
the Priest could see the bathroom pale yellow wood panels
toilet young legs shiny black leg hairs
“It is my legs señor.”
lustre of stumps rinses his lavender horizen
feeling the boy groan and what it meant
face of a lousy kid on the doctor’s table
I was the shadow of the waxing evening and strange window panes.
I was the smudge and whine of missed times in the reflected sky
points of polluted water under his lavender horizen window pane
smudge scrawled by some boy cold lost marbles in the room
the doctor’s shabby table…his face…
boy skin spreads to something else.
“CHRIST WHAT’S INSIDE?” HE screams
flesh and bones rose tornado
“THAT HURTS”
I was the smudge and whine of shinny back leg hairs
silver paper in the wind frayed sounds of distant city.
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Fear and the Monkey
August 1978
This text arranged in my New York loft, which is the converted locker room of an old YMCA. Guests have reported the presence of a ghost boy. So this is a Oui-Ja board poem taken from Dumb Instrument, a book of poems by Denton Welch, and spells and invocations from the Necronomicon, a highly secret magical text released in paperback. There is a pinch of Rimbaud, a dash of St-John Perse, an oblique reference to Toby Tyler with the Circus, and the death of his pet monkey.
On a whispering south wind
A smell of abyss and of nothingness
Dark Angel of the wanderers howls through the loft
With sick smelling sleep
Morning dream of a lost monkey
Born and muffled under old whimsies
With rose leaves in closed jars
Fear and the monkey
Sour taste of green fruit in the dawn
The air milky and spiced with the trade winds
White flesh was showing
His jeans were so old
Leg shadows by the sea
Morning light
On the sky light of a little shop
On the odor of cheap wine in the sailors’ quarter
On the fountain sobbing in the police courtyards
On the statue of moldy stone
On the little boy whistling to stray dogs.
Wanderers cling to their fading home
A lost train whistle wan and muffled
In the loft night taste of water
Morning light on milky flesh
Turgid itch ghost hand
Sad as the death of monkeys
Thy father a falling star
Crystal bone into thin air
Night sky
Dispersal and emptiness.
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Pistol Poem No. 2
Who Controls The Control Men
Who Controls The Men Control
Who Controls Control Men The
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Pistol Poem No. 3
Power Is Often Very Quiet
Power Is Often Quiet Very
Power Is Very Quiet Often
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Power Often Very Quiet Is
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