#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Our man was there to meet us, Gary Benson. He also wrote poetry and drove a cab. He was very fat but at least he didn’t look like a poet, he didn’t look North Beach or East Village or l...
I was the last one off the plane and there was Joanna Dover. “Joanna, let’s have a Bloody Mary while we wait for my baggage. Oh hell, I don’t have any baggage. But let’s have a Bloody M...
the flesh covers the bone and they put a mind in there and sometimes a soul, and the women break
I was shacked with a 24 year old girl from New York City for two weeks—about the time of the garbage
I’ll settle for the 6 horse on a rainy afternoon a paper cup of coffee in my hand a little way to go,
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and n… being wheeled out of one of those… (of course, this is only if I get… by a subnormal and bored nurse
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
she wrote me a letter from a small room near the Seine. she said she was going to dancing class, she got up, she said at 5 o’clock in the morning
am sitting on a tin chair outside… death, on stinking wings, wafts th… halls forevermore. remember the hospital stenches fro… was a boy and when I was a man and…
Not much happened during the rest of her stay. We drank, we ate, we fucked. There were no arguments. We took long drives down along the shore, ate at seafood cafes. I didn’t bother with...
I used to take the back off the telephone and stuff it with ra… and when somebody knocked I wouldn’t answer and if they pers… I’d tell them in terms vulgar
here they come these guys grey truck radio playing they are in a hurry
a poem is a city filled with stree… filled with saints, heroes, beggar… filled with banality and booze, filled with rain and thunder and p… drought, a poem is a city at war,
rose red sunlight; take it apart in the garage like a puzzle:
Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;