• Editions
• Silkscreen
• 38 x 38 inches
• 96.5 x 96.5 cm

Text: Willliam S. Burroughs, Edition: 90

Page 6
Oh dont bother – burst from concrete – with all that junk, John – were all spirits, John – covers – the Director is on stage and are melted into – walls – air and you know what that means in show business – of glass – melt into thin air. Hurry up please its time. Caught – burn – in New York beneath the animals of the village – with madness – the Piper pulled down the sky. This insub – billion crazed – stantial pageant faded leaves not a – roads buck – wrack behind. Closing time, hurry – sidewalks run ahead – up its time.