#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
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
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
the elephants are caked with mud a… and the rhinos don’t move the zebras are stupid dead stems and the lions don’t roar the lions don’t care
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades
I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted
I took Tammie. We got there a little early and went to a bar across the street. We got a table. “Now don’t drink too much, Hank. You know how you slur your words and miss your lines whe...
The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...
I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.
Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated.
there is always that space there just before they get to us that space that fine relaxer the breather
there waas a rock-and-mud slide on the Pacific Coast Highway and… detour and they directed us up int… and traffic was slow and it was ho… we were lost.
see this poem? was written without drinking. don’t need to drink to write.
Soon after that I made regular and that gave me an 8 hour night, which beat 12, and pay for holidays. Of the 150 or 200 that had come in, there were only two of us left. Then I met Davi...