Christ, I need a drink. I know my liver is toast and drinking is a death sentence. I know all this. But I cannot think of an elixir that takes me down from the dark place and force-feed...

Leeza dances drunkenly near the ed… Death is two inches away. I see her tumbling end over end a broken screaming windmill.

sitting here very quietly listening to the world. the rhythm… thump of a drain drop repeated fro… far off a car laboring to reach di… the beat of a bass

I take a suitcase of downbeat irrelevancies and memories with me through

is stretched across the sky dove white against stark blue. down here people move around. they are busy and do not look

As the end draws closer with its thin dim light things begin to disappear. I have sections of my brain hijack…

near the end Dashiell Hammett was a hermit, his house was a mess, falling apart, and Lillian Hellma… had to take care of him.

this leg a genetic mutation bent askew a latitude of pain. take

I see dead bodies rising up as if under some mystical persuasion, bodies going home,

If I see him again, I will complain to no one nowhere. There is not a reliable complaint department.

Osamu Dazai committed suicide with his beautician mistress in 19… The lovers drowned themselves in the cherry tree-lined Tamagawa…

her mother was Japanese and her father an American stationed at the Futenma air station

nothing here. sky a lint colored marmalade. outside a man in a blue tee shirt

In school they taught us things not compatible with the real world. It is said

It was the liver and the lungs. He had no idea how long the mundane and predictable episode would last…