#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
That summer, July 1934, they gunned down John Dillinger outside the movie house in Chicago. He never had a chance. The Lady in Red had fingered him. More than a year earlier the banks h...
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
There was another German Shepherd. It was hot summer and he came BOUNDING out of a back yard and then LEAPED through the air. His teeth snapped, just missing my jugular vein. “OH JESUS!...
probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
if you’re going to try, go all the way. otherwise, don’t even start. if you’re going to try, go all the way.
in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall
as the poems go into the thousands… realize that you’ve created very little. it comes down to the rain, the sun… the traffic, the nights and the da…
I get too many phone calls. they seek the creature out. they shouldn’t.
the lady has me temporarily off th… and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight— instead of listening to Shostakovi…
I took Tanya to Santa Anita. The current sensation was a 16 year old jockey still riding with his 5 pound bug advantage. He was from the east and was riding at Santa Anita for the first...
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited