Dysfunctional Troglodytes with Mail-Order Weaponry
Iain Sinclair: Edward Dorn, 11 April 2013
“... not interested in his essential fuel, love. The fruit of all those decades of hard research, two-lane blacktops and ravenous notebooks. She’s like Wittgenstein’s lunch, utterly invariable, and, she’s like your own private third world she arrives and breeds like guinea pigs, ever more progeny and evermore food and the priest cells demand evermore ... ”