#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
around 2 a.m. in my small room after turning off the poem machine for now
majestic, majic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—
know. I know. they are limited, have different needs and concerns. but I watch and learn from them.
first they used to, he told me, gun and bomb the elephants, you could hear their screams over… but you flew high to bomb the peop… you never saw it,
no we can’t we can’t win it I’ve decided we can’t win it just for a while we thought we cou… but that was just for a while
I’d tell them to have an unhappy l… affair, hemorrhoids, bad teeth and to drink cheap wine, avoid opera and golf and chess, to keep switching the head of thei…
I cut the middle fingernail of the… finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt
Thanks for the good letter. I don’t think it hurts, sometimes, to remember where you came from. You know the places where I came from. Even the people who try to write about that or mak...
do not b other the beagle lying th… away from grass and flowers and pa… dreaming dogdreams, or perhaps dre… nothing, as men do awake; yes, leave him be, in that simple…
One Sunday Jimmy talked me into going to the beach with him. He wanted to go swimming. I didn’t want to he seen wearing swimming trunks because my hack was covered with boils and scars....
I hear them outside: “does he always type this late?” “no, it’s very unusual.” “he shouldn’t type this
crud, he said, hauling it out of the water, what is it? a Hollow-Back June Whale, I said… no, said a guy standing by us on t…
the guy in the front court can’t speak English, he’s Greek, a rather stupid-looking and fairly ugly man. now my landlord does some painting…
then there was the time in New Orleans I was living with a fat woman, Marie, in the French Quarter and I got very sick.
sick with the flu drinking beer my radio on loud enough to overcome the sounds of the