#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
in grievous deity my cat walks around he walks around and around with electric tail and
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…
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
The next thing I knew, I had a young girl from Texas on my lap. I won’t go into details of how I met her. Anyway, there it was. She was 23. I was 36. She had long blonde hair and was go...
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
my friend is worried about dying he lives in Frisco I live in L.A. he goes to the gym and works with the iron and hits
saw him sitting in a lobby chair in the Patrick Hotel dreaming of flying fish and he said “hello friend you’re looking good.
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...
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses
the old fart, he used his literary… to reel them in one at a time, each younger than the last. he liked to meet them for luncheon… wine
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
the legs are gone and the hopes—th… and I haven’t shaved in sixteen da… but the mailman still makes his ro… water still comes out of the fauce… myself with glazed and milky eyes…
It was hot that night at the reading, which was to be held at St. Mark’s Church. Tammie and I sat in what was used as the dressing room. Tammie found a full-length mirror leaning agains...
the critics now have me drinking champagne and driving a BMW and also married to a socialite from