Stitches On Acid


It was summer when we were shot out of a cannon.
your eyes were nuggets of gold in the backseat.
I held a strawberry cigarette.
smoke covered our bodies like a blanket as the engine breathed fire into the sky.
dots like on a television screen rained down on us.
It was the end of the modern world.

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David S. Wills is the founder and editor of Beatdom literary journal and the author of Scientologist! William S. Burroughs the Weird Cult.He travels a lot and currently lectures in China. He also runs an ESL website. You can read more about and by David at his blog, or on Tumblr.

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