#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks—about the time of the garbage
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
I blacked out after that. I guess I had consumed more whiskey than I thought. I don’t remember arriving at Nicole’s. I awakened in the morning with my back to somebody in a strange bed....
dying for a beer dying for and of life on a windy afternoon in Hollywood listening to symphony music from m… on the floor.
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
had her for 3 units and at mid-term she’d read off how many assignment… stories had been turned in:
this is important enough: to get your feelings down, it is better than shaving or cooking beans with garlic. it is the little we can do
he used to sell papers in front: Get your winners! Get rich on a d… and about the 3rd or 4th race you’d see him rolling in on his ro… with roller skates underneath.
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…
they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly
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,
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
it sits outside my window now like and old woman going to market… it sits and watches me, it sweats nevously through wire and fog and dog—bark