#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
the weather is hot on the back of… which is down at Finkelstein’s who is gifted with 3 balls but no heart, but you’ve got to un… when the bull goes down
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I was young I was so young it hur…
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…
a very miraculous thing just happe… my beerbottle flipped over backwar… and landed on its bottom on the fl… and I have set it upon the table t… but the photos were not so lucky t…
she bent over the side of the bed and opened the portfolio along the side of the wall. we were drinking. she said, “you promised me these
Back at Chelsey High it was the same. One group of seniors had graduated but they were replaced by another group of seniors with sports cars and expensive clothes. I was never confronte...
is an orange animal with hand grenades fire power
a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.
this poet he’d been drinking 2 or 3 days and he walked out on the stage and looked at that audience and he just knew he was going to do it. there was a grand piano on stage and he walke...
Every route had its traps and only the regular carriers knew of them. Each day it was another god damned thing, and you were always ready for a rape, murder, dogs, or insanity of some s...
think of the beds used again and again to fuck in to die in. in this land
I didn’t see Lydia for a couple of days, although I did manage to phone her 6 or 7 times during that period. Then the weekend arrived. Her ex-husband, Gerald, always took the children o...
don’t undress my love you might find a mannequin: don’t undress the mannequin you might find my love.
I am driving down Wilton Avenue when this girl of about 15 dressed in tight blue jeans that grip her behind like two hand… steps out in front of my car
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.