Crouch, A GOOD WAY TO START
"Squatting on old bones, excrement and rusty iron, in a white blaze of heat, a landscape full of idiots bare stretches to the horizon.
Absolute silence the speech centers are destroyed - with the exception of a crackling of sparks and the popping of singed flesh while applying electrodes along the spinal column.
A white smoke of burning flesh is suspended in the air still.
A group of children tied to a pole an idiot with barbed wire, has lit a fire between her legs and looks on with curiosity bestial as the flames lick the meat cosce.La leaps into the fire like an insect dying .
p.36, Naked Lunch, William Burroughs
sound a little nasty.
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