#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
the house next door makes me sad. both man and wife rise early and go to work. they arrive home in early evening.
think of the beds used again and again to fuck in to die in. in this land
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire,
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
I got his ashes, she said, and I… out to sea and I scattered his ash… they didn’t even look like ashes and the urn was weighted with
this kid used to teach at Kansas… then they moved him out he went to a bean factory then he and his wife moved to the… she got a job and worked while
and so we suck on a cigar and a beer attempting to mend the love
my grandfather was a tall German with a strange smell on his breath… he stood very straight in front of his small house and his wife hated him
After nine or ten hours people began getting sleepy and falling into their cases, catching themselves just in time. We were working the zoned mail. If a letter read zone 28 you stuck it...
the elephants are caked with mud a… and the rhinos don’t move the zebras are stupid dead stems and the lions don’t roar the lions don’t care
waiting for death like a cat that will jump on the bed I am so very sorry for
washed—up, on shore, the old yello… out again I write from the bed as I did last year.
Jimmy Hatcher worked part time in a grocery store. While none of us could get jobs he could always get one. He had his little movie star face and his mother had a great body. With his f...
am sitting on a tin chair outside… death, on stinking wings, wafts th… halls forevermore. remember the hospital stenches fro… was a boy and when I was a man and…