#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…
of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...
the acute and terrible air hangs w… as summer birds mingle in the bran… and warble and mystify the clamor of the mind… an old parrot
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
think of de vils in hell and stare at a beautiful vase of flowers as the woman in my bedroom
my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits
After nine or ten hours people began getting sleepy and falling into their cases, catching themselves just in time. We were working the zoned mail. If a letter read zone 28 you stuck it...
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
the vultures at the zoo (all three of them) sit very quietly in their caged tree and below
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. I didn’t like what I saw down there. Those men and women had no special daring or brilliance. They wanted what everybod...
it beats love because there aren’t… wounds: in the morning she turns on the radio, Brahms or… or Stravinsky or Mozart. she boil… eggs counting the seconds out loud…
“It’s the manager, Freddy. He has started whistling this song. He’s whistling it when I come in in the morning and he never stops, and he’s whistling it when I go home at night. It’s be...
I stayed five days and nights. Then I couldn’t get it up any more. Joanna drove me to the airport. She had bought me a new piece of luggage and some new clothing. I hated that Dallas-Fo...