#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful
remember, he told me, that when I… years old my mother was always tak… to the doctor and saying, “he hasn… she was always asking me, “have yo… pooped?”
he drank wine all night of the 28th, and he kept thinking of her: the way she walked and talked and… the way she told him things that s… but were not, and he knew the colo…
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;
dame some dogs who sleep at night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh
I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…
call it the greenhouse effect or w… but it just doesn’t rain like it u… I particularly remember the rains… depression era. there wasn’t any money but there w…
I’m big I suppose that’s why my women alwa… small but this 6 foot goddess who deals in real estate
we like to shower afterwards (I like the water hotter than she) and her face is always soft and pe… and she’ll wash me first spread the soap over my balls
hooray say the roses, today is bla… and we are red as blood. hooray say the roses, today is Wed… and we bloom wher soldiers fell and lovers too,
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
Lydia returned and found a nice apartment in the Burbank area. She seemed to care a lot more for me than before we parted. “My husband had this big cock and that’s all he had. He had no...
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does