#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market… it sits and watches me, it sweats nevously through wire and fog and dog—bark
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assum… think but I’m not sure)
I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…
we fought for 17 days inside that… thrusting and counter-thrusting but finally she got away and I walked outside and spit
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
you go for these wenches, she said… you go for these whores, I’ll bore you. I don’t want to be shit on anymore… I said,
the old folks play a game in the park overlooking the sea shoving markers across cement with wooden sticks. four play, two on each side
there is always that space there just before they get to us that space that fine relaxer the breather
I tried it standing up this time. it doesn’t usually work. this time it seemed
if you’re a man, Los Angeles is w… battle; or if you’re a woman, and… the rest, you sail it against a mo… when you grow grey you can hide in… in a mansion so nobody can see how…
I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this