BRAIN TRANSPLANT
“As transplant techniques
are perfected and refined…”
—William S. Burroughs
“Immortality,” THE ADDING
MACHINE
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Despite my recent brain transplant—
life still gets rather complicated
My male hustler donor keeps—
giving me fucked-up flashbacks
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Ghosts of old tricks eerily—
haunt my daily idle moments
I find it actually quite entertaining—
even tho I needed another transplant
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This time a new teenage penis—
to keep up with my wetdream flashbacks
Needless to say it kept me pretty busy—
this new obsession with getting off
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The sacred and profane have ways of—
dominating every waking/sleeping moment
My gangster Italian surgeon shrugged—
“It’s better than nothing, Mr. Burroughs.”
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