I am still not sure what to think about Burroughs. On one hand I think he is a great and inventive author (for example And the Hippos were boiled in their Tanks was great), but on the other hand, I feel, that most of The Place of Dead Roads (as well as Naked Lunch, by the way) is disconnected, homoerotic gibberish.
As much as his writing about rectums and penises probably shocked (or delighted) his readers from the 60ies to the 80ies, I don't think, that today's readers find it repulsive or alienating (and don't get me wrong - that's a good thing).
I just cannot get rid of the feeling, that the main (and only?) purpose of his writing was to provoke and shock his contemporaries (but you have to find something else to shock an audience today..). I am more surprised and shocked by the incoherence of the story than by anything else so far.