#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
But then it began raining again. The Stone had me out on a thing called Sunday Collection, and if you’re thinking of church, forget it. You picked up a truck at West Garage and a clipbo...
I have been looking at the same lampshade for 5 years and it has gathered
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,
having the low down blues and goin… into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles at you. she’s dumpy. her ass is too big.
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
I was asked to give a reading at a famous nightclub, The Lancer, on Hollywood Boulevard. I agreed to read two nights. I was to follow a rock group, The Big Rape, each night. I was getti...
smoking a cigarette and noting a m… flattened out against the wall and died as organ music from centuries back… my black radio
I don’t know how it happens to people. I had child support, need for something to drink, rent, shoes, shirts, socks, all that stuff. Like everyone else I needed an old car, something to...
92 years old his tooth has been bothering him had to get it filled he lost his left eye 40 years ago
One day, just like in grammar school, like with David, a boy attached himself to me. He was small and thin and had almost no hair on top of his head. The guys called him Baldy. His real...
We had another fight. Later I was back at my place but I didn’t feel like sitting there alone and drinking. The night harness racing meet was on. I took a pint and went out to the track...
I sat in the airport and waited. You never knew about photos. You could never tell. I was nervous. I felt like vomiting. I lit a cigarette and gagged. Why did I do these things? I didn’...
a poem is a city filled with stree… filled with saints, heroes, beggar… filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and p… drought, a poem is a city at war,
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows