#Americans #XXCentury
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…
as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore
is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…
the old fart, he used his literary… to reel them in one at a time, each younger than the last. he liked to meet them for luncheon… wine
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
the girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you
schoolgirls in pantyhose sitting on bus stop benches looking tired at 13 with their raspberry lipstick. it’s hot in the sun
she undressed in front of me keeping her pussy to the front while I lay in bed with a bottle o… beer. where’d you get that wart on
I was back in L.A. about a week and a half. It was night. The phone rang. It was Cecelia, she was sobbing. “Hank, Bill is dead. You’re the first one I’ve called.” “I’m so glad you came ...
they go on writing pumping out poems— young boys and college professors wives who drink wine all afternoon while their husbands work,
the weather is hot on the back of… which is down at Finkelstein’s who is gifted with 3 balls but no heart, but you’ve got to un… when the bull goes down
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or