#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
the virus holds the concepts give way like rotten shoelaces toothache and bacon dance on the lawn
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
the final curtain on one of the lo… musicals ever, some people claim t… seen it over one hundred times. I saw it on the tv news, that fina… flowers, cheers, tears, a thundero…
there are beasts in the salt shake… and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag dra… and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals…
A day or so later I got a poem in the mail from Lydia. It was a long poem and it began: Come out, old troll, Come out of your dark hole, old troll, Come out into the sunlight with us an...
her shoes themselves would light my room like many candles. she walks like all things shining on glass,
you go for these wenches, she said… you go for these whores, I’ll bore you. I don’t want to be shit on anymore… I said,
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
he’s 17 . mother, he said, how do I crack an egg? all right, she said to me, you don… sit there looking like that.
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
she had huge thighs and a very good laugh she laughed at everything and the curtains were yellow and I finished
We are like roses that have never… bloom when we should have bloomed… it is as if the sun has become disgusted with waiting
was a truly amazing man he pretended to be rich even though we lived on beans and… when we sat down to eat, he said,
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades