“you know,” she said, “you were at
the bar so you didn’t see
but I danced with this guy.
we danced and we danced
close.

you may not believe it
but there are people
who go through life with
very little
friction or

almost dawn
blackbirds on the telephone wire
waiting
as I eat yesterday’s
forgotten sandwich

the wind blows hard tonight
and it’s a cold wind
and I think about
the boys on the row.
I hope some of them have a bottle

here I am
in the ground
my mouth
open
and

you won’t see them often
for wherever the crowd is
they
are not.
those odd ones, not

Just give me a little atomic bomb
Not too mutch just a little
Enough to kill a horse in the stre
But there aren’t any horses in the
Enough to knock the flowers from a

the night I was going to die
I was sweating on the bed
and I could hear the crickets
and there was a cat fight outside
and I could feel my soul dropping

I read last Saturday in the
redwoods outside of Santa Cruz
and I was about 3/4's finished
when I heard a long high scream
and a quite attractive

it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad
I used to get drunk
and throw the radio through the wi
while it was playing, and, of cour
it would break the glass in the wi