Myra-Breckinridge-Gore-Vidal

let us break the world's pots, and allow the stuff of desire toflow and intermingle in one great viscous sea... The doorjust opened. I keep my head down, continuing to write,pretending to be occupied and not at all eager. From thecorner of my eye I can see two human sections approach.One section is brown (Buck) and one is blue (CharlieFlagler Junior). I don't look up. Buck says: "MyronBreckinridge is not dead."BUCK LONER REPORTSRecording Disc No.808l AprilOh God I dont know if I can stand it dont know if I can go onits just not worth it re minder cancel masseuse for rest ofweek period paragraph they just left I dont know what to donot that theres anything I can do caught by the short hairs bythe fickle finger of fate we thought we had them when thisdetective in New York came up with absolute proof that thatfag nephew of mine was not dead because there neverwas any death certifi cate issued and New York City is aplace where you cant screw around with that sort of thingunlike down old Mexico way well Myra who had been sitting at my desk pretending to write letters sat up real smartand said quote I say hes dead and that means hes dead towhich statement Charlie Flagler Junior replies thinking hehas got her over the bar rel at last not knowing its his turn