#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
she was in her orange Volks waitin… as I walked up the street with 2 six packs and a pint of sco… and she jumped out and began grabbing the beerbottles…
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
They had this thing called Training Class, and so for 30 minutes each night, anyhow, we didn’t have to stick mail. A big Italiano got up on the lecture platform to tell us where it was....
sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water
you came out, she said, and then you kicked this guy’s car and then you threw yourself into a… you crushed the whole bush,
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
They had me in the counselor’s office in one of the back rooms of the second floor. “Let me see how you look, Chinaski.” He looked at me. “All right, Mr. Chinaski, we’d like to know whe...
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone wringing the…
“your poems about the girls will s… 50 years from now when the girls a… my editor phones me. dear editor: the girls appear to be gone
they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way
the girls are coming home in their… and I sit by the window and watch. there’s a girl in a red dress driving a white car
the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
big sloppy wounded dog hit by a car and walking toward the curbing making enormous sounds
I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift