Paroles The Wild Fruits de William S. Burroughs

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Kim recruits a band of flamboyant and picturesque outlaws called the 'Wild Fruits'
There's the crying gun who breaks into tears at sight of his opponent.
'What the matter, somebody take your lollipop?'
'Oh señor I'm sorry for you'
And the priest who goes into a gunfight giving his adversary the last rights.
And the blind gun that zeros in with bat squeaks.
Kim trains his men to identify themselves with death.
He takes some rookies guns out to a dead horse, rotting in the sun, eviscerated by vultures.
Kim points to the horse steaming there in the noonday heat
'Alright roll in it!'
'What?'
'Roll in it, get the stink of death into your chaps, in your boots, in your guns and your hair'
Well most of us puked at first, but we got used to it and vultures followed us around hopefully!
We always ride into town with the wind behind us
The townspeople gag and wretch
'My god what's that stink?'
'It's the stink of death citizens. And I think personally the whole planet stinks of death'
What are we going to do about it? Well all this may have happened many times before in this whole universe. Here we are trillions of years ago in galaxy X. And rally has been organised to protest the use of black holes as the energy source.
A bit late as it turned out, 'Closing time Gentlemen'.
Baron Gyson has a bedtime story.
It seems that trillions of years ago a giant flicked grease from his fingers. One of these gobs of grease is our universe on its way to the floor.

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