this fear of being what they are:
dead.
at least they are not out on the s
are careful to stay indoors, those
pasty mad who sit alone before the

they talk down through
the centuries to us,
and this we need more and more,
the statues and paintings
in midnight age

In the betting line the other
day
man behind me asked,
“are you Henry
Chinaski?”

one of Lorca’s best lines
is,
“agony, always
agony ...”
think of this when you

call it the greenhouse effect or w
but it just doesn’t rain like it u
I particularly remember the rains
depression era.
there wasn’t any money but there w

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

a girlfriend came in
built me a bed
scrubbed and waxed the kitchen flo
scrubbed the walls
vacuumed

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

first time my father overheard me
this bit of music he asked me,
“what is it?”
“it’s called Love For Three Oran
I informed him.

Bach, I said, he had 20 children.
he played the horses during the da
he f—ed at night
and drank in the mornings.
he wrote music in between.