#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…
I was sitting with an anarchist from Beverly Hills, Ben Solvnag, who was writing my biography when I heard her footsteps on the court walk. I knew the sound—they were always fast and fr...
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated.
what’s bad about all this is watching people drinking coffee and waiting. I would
Her father really hated me. He thought I was after his money. I didn’t want his god damned money. And I didn’t even want his god damned precious daughter. The only time I ever saw him w...
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
the best often die by their own ha… just to get away, and those left behind can never quite understand why anybody
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
We drank all day and that night I tried again to make love to Mindy. I was astounded and dismayed to find she had a large pussy. An extra large pussy. I hadn’t noticed it the night befo...
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…