#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
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…
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows
she’s up seeing my doctor trying to get some diet pills; she’s not fat, she needs the speed… I go down to the nearest bar and w… at 3:30 in the afternoon of a tues…
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
which reminds me I shacked with Jane for 7 years she was a drunk I loved her my parents hated her
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;
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
she left me 5 weeks ago and went t… that is, I think she left. the other day I went out to mail h… and I saw her sitting on the bus s… it was her hair there
there’s Barry in his ripped walkin… he’s on Thorazine is 24 looks 38 lives with his mother in the same
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
Times were still hard. Nobody was any more surprised than I when Mears– Starbuck phoned and asked me to report to work the next Monday. I had gone all around town putting in dozens of a...
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain