Burrough Cuts it all up

Kwo walked about the Kkrate I have to quit being anonymous the inside was light now under flares from the artificial Black Sun his face looked blurred and there was a lack of anything baroque about his decomposing form slowly he discovered a vast dreamlike underground dividing him into that which mattered and that which didnt a warm pulse flooded his veins he could not locate himself definitely in time it was 3am an interval when most damage was done to the nervous system this astronaut of inner space he talks the laugh of Subway of 52 empty picture of a haunted ruin the beginning of a word on his lips in a lost street wind stirs dust Nils became Voxs lover on a long voyage of heat closing in on the dimensional injection deep undersea eyes/



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