William Burroughs home
1927 Learnard Ave Lawrence KS
POET IN RESIDENCE
“When I started to write this
companion text to Queer, I
was paralyzed with a heavy
reluctance, a writer’s block like
a straitjacket. I glance at the
manuscript of Queer and feel
I simply can’t read it. My past
was a poisoned river from which
one was fortunate to escape.”
—William Burroughs, Queer
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I found it out there—
His typewriter in the weeds
It was pitiful
It was a Royal—
But didn’t work anymore
Now it’s on my desk
That was years ago—
My IBM Selectric
Antiquated too
But now I use Word—
Publishing there on the Net
The screen’s ghostly glow
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