Short Burroughs Poems
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Tripwire slumber hush
blank catastrophic soulstice
cashmere solitude slush
tangerine blue hue cocktail
last summer older brother
his story surpassed
the road behind him at last
historical path
John Burroughs painted with words
the Catskills beautiful hue
Bobby Burroughs bought a bunch of butter bagels,
Bundled in a butter bagel box.
But Bobby Burroughs found the bagels bitter,
So Bobby bought a box of better lox.
Form:
your like my life
cut you with a knife
ive seen the night
about as bright as the shade
these days
to all the old writers,like edson,burroughs,reece,gensburgh,salinger
Unless
I join you
in your decadence
we have no real connection
As Kirouac
you mirror
and Burroughs
you acclaim
In self
abuse
you wander
in dread of every mirror
True dilettante
of life’s betrayal
in squalor
— where you hide
(Dreamsleep: September, 2026)
with red eyes blazing
they race through fog on hot sands
in a dying land . . .
Barsoom’s white apes transplanted
to an earth where hell broke loose.
Note: Barsoom is a fictional representation of the planet Mars created by American pulp fiction author Edgar Rice Burroughs.
Walkin with Hersch up the avenue
b-bop cat telling me of Paris
Ginsberg and Burroughs
Like he's Chris C. man
And we're heading for land
On crystal and coffee
Dig the different cries
Sirens, con men and broken
People asking for change hard
To tell the difference walking
Pass eyes of despair like
Everywhere man like everywhere
You can feel the heat of the
Street ain't a thing you
can do about it
Walkin' baby babe just walkin'
Don't be a deadbeat
Beat poet actor man --
because I need you to
SUCK IT UP
understand? what I'm trying to say?
Kerouac and Ginsberg
loved and fled and
hated domesticity, but somehow
relegated their women to it
and liked their domestic money
to buy pretty domestic drugs
and Burroughs
SHOT his wife
(albeat on accident --
deadBEAT tell me the sym-bo-lism
in THAT).
Grow up and love ME
like you were meant to --
and
do. your. own. laundry.
**D.J. SoundJack**
Reggae serenades a run down shack
Exquisite beats by D.J. SoundJack
A tall dreaded hippie
Surprisingly witty
One that thrives on negative feedback
* D.J SoundJack is not a fictional character, he is one of my dearest friends and
biggest supporters. He spins all over the Tri-City area and in the Burroughs.
A raw talent indeed that throws a great show regardless of the venue.*
Jared Pickett
3/16/2014
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The rabbit ran,
a hare came from behind,
it was their pen,
and the accompanying ground,
they pranced and ran,
they dug and made burroughs,
they fought over carrots,
the white creatures looked simply pretty,
against the backdrop of grassy green,
suddenly the best of human came along,
a team of kids,
yes,a team of kids,
looking at the playful creatures,they thought let us also join,
they picked up stones,
and threw on them,
are,nt we humans pretty mean.
Two desolate angels from heaven
Killed by the paradox of Universe
Adonis, the son, the Savior
Feasting upon the perfect illusion of ecstasy
Only the Devil’s machinery
His madness awaits………
Screaming cryptic verses of Rosicrucian emancipation
On rooftops at midnight
The drunk poet of Phantom street
Ginsberg, Kerouac, Burroughs: their blood, the arrow
His soul, mind and spirit: the bow
Soaring through radiant skies
Transcending the ghost of reality
Achieving illumination.
Other violence this world
There human flames ceased
Sick swan six
With circles some melancholy
Doctor failure some
Different universe copy soul
Wrapped little body respect
About shoulders stopped arms
Flash doubles wife
Early patient
Stopped her crown
Simple modern
Loop provided effect
While hate challenge simple.
[This was my first attempt at the "cut-up technique", a surrealist technique coined by many early surrealists, including William S. Burroughs, an obvious influence on my work.]