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…

you won’t see them often for wherever the crowd is they are not. those odd ones, not

I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse

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

he was 65, his wife was 66, had Alzheimer’s disease. he had cancer of the mouth. there were

there is enough treachery, hatred… human being to supply any given ar… and the best at murder are those w… and the best at hate are those who… and the best at war finally are th…

drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end o… of wine, I have typed from a dozen… poesy an old man maddened for the flesh of young gi…

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

some dogs who sleep At night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh and best

“Chinaski, you got a following in Denver...” “yeah?” “yeah, I got a magazine and I wan… poems from you...”

by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls

sometimes you climb out of bed in… I’m not going to make it, but you… remembering all the times you’ve f… you walk to the bathroom, do your… in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my,…

I see old people on pensions in th… supermarkets and they are thin and… proud and they are dying they are starving on their feet an… nothing. long ago, among other lie…