#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
invent yourself and then reinvent… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent… and stay out of the clutches of medioc…
The next time you listen to Borod… remember he was just a chemist who wrote music to relax; his house was jammed with peor e: students, artists, drunkards, bur…
this head like a saucer decorated with everything as lip to lip we hang in mechanical joy; my hands blaze with arias
I see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
I see old people on pensions in th… supermarkets and they are thin and… proud and they are dying they are starving on their feet an… nothing. long ago, among other lie…
I tried it standing up this time. it doesn’t usually work. this time it seemed
Curly Wagner picked out Morris Moscowitz. It was after school and eight or ten of us guys had heard about it and we walked out behind the gym to watch. Wagner laid down the rules, “We f...
listening to Wagner as outside in the dark the wind bl… trees wave and shake lights go off and on the walls creak and the… bed...
the canaries were there, and the l… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
I met a genius on the train today about 6 years old, he sat beside me and as the train
she’s up seeing my doctor trying to get some diet pills; she’s not fat, she needs the speed… I go down to the nearest bar and w… at 3:30 in the afternoon of a tues…
This babe in the grandstand with dyed red hair kept leaning her breasts against me and talking about Gardena poker parlors
I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.