to. I was after being raped myself by a pride of rampant bores.”
A group of sour Nationalists sits in front of the Sargasso sneering at the queens and jabbering in Arabic.
. . . Clem and Jody sweep in dressed like The Capitalist in a communist mural.
Clem: “We have come to feed on your backwardness.”
Jody:” In the words of the Immortal Bard, to batten on these Moors.”
Nationalist:”Swine!Filth! Son of dogs” Don’t you realize my people are hungry?”
Clem:”That’s the way I like to see them.”
The Nationalist drops dead, poisoned by hate. . .
Dr. Benway rushes up: “Stand back everybody, give me air.” He takes a blood sample. ” Well, that’s all I can do. When you gotta go you gotta go.”
The travelling queer Christmas tree burns bright on the rubbish heaps of home where boys jack off in the school toilet-how many young spasms on that old oaken seat worn smooth as gold. . .
Sleep long in the valley of the Red River where cobwebs hang black windows and boy bones. . .
Two Negro fags shriek at each other.
Fag 1:” Shut up, you cheap granuloma gash. . .You known as Loathsome Lu in the trade.”
Diseuse: “The girl with the innaresting groin.”
Fag 2:” Meow. Meow.” He slips on leopard skin and iron claws. . .
Fag 1:” Oh oh. A Society Woman.” He flees screaming through the Market,pursued by the grunting,growling transvestite. . .