#1973 #AmericanWriters #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand
being the German kid in the 20’s i… was difficult. there was much anti-German feeling… a carry-over from World War 1. gangs of kids chased me through th…
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
you sit on the couch with me tonight new woman. have you seen the
murder the roaches spit out paper clips and the helicopter circles and cir… smelling for blood
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
in the a fternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
The next morning Tammie found a prescription in her purse. “I’ve got to get this filled,” she said. “Look at it.” It was wrinkled and the ink had run. “Well, he tried to get this prescr...
I stop my car at the signal I see her walking past the graveya… as she walks past the iron fence I can see through the iron fence and I see the headstones
she wrote me for years. “I’m drinking wine in the kitchen. it’s raining outside. the children are in school.” she was an average citizen
I went over the other day to pick up my daughter. her mother came out with workman’s overalls on. I gave her the child support money
Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…
the sun slides down through the sh… have a pair of black shoes and a p… brown shoes. can hardly remember the girls of m… there is numb blood pulsing throug…
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses
I was fairly drunk when it began and I took out my bottle and… along the way. I was reading a wee… Kandel and I did not look quite a… pretty but