#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
It’s never quite right, he said, t… the way the music sounds, the way… written. It’s never quite right, he said, a… taught, all the loves we chase, al…
at the hospital that I have been going to the nurses seem overweight. they are bulky in their
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
some people never go crazy. me, sometimes I’ll lie down behind… for 3 or 4 days. they’ll find me there. it’s Cherub, they’ll say, and
see this final storm as nothing ve… the world; there are so many more important t… consider. see this final storm as nothing ve…
he talks like he writes and he has a face like a dove, unt… externals. little shiver of horror runs throu… about
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce-pickers of Salinas?
the Mexican dancer shook her fans… me and her ass at me, I didn’t ask her to and my woman got mad and ran out of th… it began raining and you could hea…
the blazing shark wants my balls as I walk through the meat section looking for salami and cheese purple housewives
here they come these guys grey truck radio playing they are in a hurry
at their best, there is gentleness… some understanding and, at times,… courage but all in all it is a mass, a glo… have too much.
—he’s a dandy —small moustache —usually sucking on a cigar he tends to lean into cars as he transacts business
they don’t make it the beautiful die in flame— suicide pills, rat poison, rope, w… ever... they rip their arms off,
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 see you drinking at a fountain w… blue hands, no, your hands are not… they are small, and the fountain i… where you wrote me that last lette… I answered and never heard from yo…