Feb 15, 2019 13:36
Clothes Make the Man
William Burroughs, posing as a manikin,
in Interzone, so as to remain, inconspicuous
to civil servants and law enforcement agents
He is surrounded by typewriters, high on heroin
in the diorama window display of the Men’s department
of well dressed hoodlums from Chicago’s merchant street,
remains incognito, wearing what suits him ~psp
Light a cigar, go to the bar, David Hockney, night cafe
Sleep in your car, you will go far!
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manifesto,
poem