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Henri Cartier-Bresson :: Italian artist Leonor Fini, Paris, 1932-33 / more [+] by this photographer

Song of the Day 

William S. Burroughs

Naked Lunch

ELATION-ELEGANCE-EXALTATION- All from God. Thank you God. Amen.

Though you have never possessed me I have belonged to you since the beginning of time And sleepily I sit on your chair beside you Leaning against your shoulder And your careless arm across my back gesticulates As your indisputable male voice      roars Through my brain and my body Arguing “Dynamic Decomposition” Of which I understand nothing Sleepily And the only less male voice of your brother pugilist of the intellect Booms      as it seems to me      so sleepy Across an interval of a thousand miles An interim of a thousand years But you who make more noise than any man in the world when you clear your throat Deafening      wake me And I catch the thread of the argument Immediately assuming my personal mental attitude And cease to be a woman Beautiful halfhour of being a mere woman The animal woman Understanding nothing of man But mastery       and the security of imparted physical heat Indifferent to cerebral gymnastics Or regarding them as the self-indulgent play of children Or the thunder of alien gods But you wake me up Anyhow       who am I that I should criticize your theories of “Plastic Velocity” “Let us go home       she is tired       and wants to go to bed.”

From “Three Moments in Paris”