#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;
The next day I sat in the hall in my green tin chair, waiting to be called. Across from me sat a man who had something wrong with his nose. It was very red and very raw and very fat and...
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
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...
and so we suck on a cigar and a beer attempting to mend the love
The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...
the telephone has not been kind of… of late there have been more and m… from people who want to come over… from people who are depressed from people who are lonely
The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...
he met her at the racetrack, a str… blonde with round hips, well-bosom… turned-up nose, flower mouth, in a… wearing white high-heeled shoes. she began asking him questions abo…
man, he said, sitting on the steps your car sure needs a wash and wax… I can do it for you for 5 bucks, I got the wax, I got the rags, I… I need.
But, there were still bits of action. One guy was caught on the same stairway that I had been trapped on. He was caught there with his head under some girl’s skirt. Then one of the girl...
sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.