during my worst times
on the park benches
in the jails
or living with
whores

“what?” they say, “you got a
computer?”
it’s like I have sold out to
the enemy.
I had no idea so many

I even hear the mountains
the way they laugh
up and down their blue sides
and down in the water
the fish cry

was a truly amazing man
he pretended to be
rich
even though we lived on beans and
when we sat down to eat, he said,

I awaken about noon and go out to
in my old torn bathrobe.
I’m hung over
hair down in my eyes
barefoot

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

my father always said, “early to b
early to rise makes a man healthy,
and wise.”
it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our
and we were up at dawn to the smel

not much chance,
completely cut loose from
purpose,
he was a young man
riding a bus

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

what i liked about e.e. cummings
was that he cut away from
the holiness of the
word
and with charm