#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
They don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope wh… ever... they rip their arms off,
feet of cheese coffeepot soul hands that hate poolsticks eyes like paperclips I prefer red wine
it’s unfortunate, and simply not the style, but I don’t care: girls remind me of hair in the sink, girls remind me of intestines and bladders and excretory movements; it’s unfortunate a...
They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to the sounds,
Four or five days passed. The phone rang. It was Tammie. “Listen, Hank. You know that little bridge you cross in your car when you drive to my mother’s place?” “Well, right by there the...
reached up into the top of the clo… and took out a pair of blue pan ti… and showed them to her and asked “are these yours?” and she looked and said,
The subs themselves made Jonstone possible by obeying his impossible orders. I couldn’t see how a man of such obvious cruelty could be allowed to have his position. The regulars didn’t ...
up in northern California he stood in the pulpit and had been reading for some time he had been reading poems about nature and the goodness
I was in the 4th grade when I found out about it. I was probably one of the last to know, because I still didn’t talk to anybody. A boy walked up to “Your mother has a hole . . .”—he to...
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds
I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted
Then Joyce wanted to go back to the city. For all the draw– backs, that little town, haircuts or not, beat city life. It was quiet. We had our own house. Joyce fed me well.) Plenty of m...
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where
live alone in a small room and read the newspapers and sleep alone in the dark dreaming of crowds.
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown