#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
Then I developed a new system at the racetrack. I pulled in $3,000 in a month and a half while only going to the track two or three times a week. I began to dream. I saw a little house ...
At Mt. Justin, biology class was neat. We had Mr. Stanhope for our teacher. He was an old guy about 55 and we pretty much dominated him. Lilly Fischman was in the class and she was real...
as the spirit wanes the form
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
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...
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
I’m soft. I dream too. I let myself dream. I dream of being famous. I dream of walking the streets of London and
When I awakened a few hours later, Tanya was not in the bed. It was only 9 am. I found her sitting on the couch drinking out of a pint of whiskey. “I always get up at noon. We’re going ...
Dee Dee had to pick up her son at the airport. He was coming home from England for his vacation. He was 17, she told me, and his father was an ex-concert pianist. But he’d fallen for sp...
too much too little too fat too thin or nobody.
murdered in the alleys of the land frost-bitten against flagpoles pawned by females educated in the dark for the dark vomiting into plugged toilets
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young