#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
I go to pick her up. she’s on some errand. she always has errands many things to do. I have nothing to do.
While working Dorsey station I heard some of the old timers needling Big Daddy Greystone about how he’d had to buy a tape recorder in order to learn his schemes. Big Daddy had read the ...
reached up into the top of the clo… and took out a pair of blue pan ti… and showed them to her and asked “are these yours?” and she looked and said,
I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift
absolutely sesamoid said the skeleton shoving his chalky foot upon my desk, and that was it,
I used to know a dutchman in a Ph… he’d take 3 raw eggs in his beer, 71, still working, strong,
my father always said, “early to b… early to rise makes a man healthy,… and wise.” it was lights out at 8 p.m. in our… and we were up at dawn to the smel…
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
the feelings I get driving past the railroad yard never on purpose but on my way to… are the feelings other men have fo… see the tracks and all the boxcars
Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the Bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a Beard.
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees
it was Philly and the bartender sa… what and I said, gimme a draft, J… got to get the nerves straight, I’… going to look for a job. you, he s… a job?
as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore