#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not
It was 3 or 4 days before I had to fly to Houston to give a reading. I went to the track, drank at the track, and afterwards I went to a bar on Hollywood Boulevard. I went home at 9 or ...
like in a chair the color of the s… as you listen to lazy piano music and the aircraft overhead are not at war. where the last drink is as good as
The next night as they moved the group from the main build– ing to the training building, I stopped to talk to Gus the old newsboy. Gus had once been 3rd-ranked welterweight contender b...
I have just spent one—hour—and—a—h… handicapping tomorrow’s card. when am I going to get at the poem… well, they’ll just have to wait
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
The next morning Tammie found a prescription in her purse. “I’ve got to get this filled,” she said. “Look at it.” It was wrinkled and the ink had run. “Well, he tried to get this prescr...
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and… along the way. I was reading a wee… Kandel and I did not look quite a… pretty but
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
she’s not for you, man, she’s not your type, she’s erased she’s been used she’s got all the wrong
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
he was just a cat cross-eyed, dirty white with pale blue eyes
cleaned my place the other day first time in ten years and found 100 rejected poems: fastened them all to a clipboard much bad reading.