#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.
he comes out at 7:30 a.m. every da… with 3 peanut butter sandwiches, a… there’s one can of beer which he floats in the baitbucket. he fishes for hours with a small t…
he hooked to the body hard took it well and loved to fight had seven in a row and a small fle… over one eye,
Lydia and I were always fighting. She was a flirt and it irritated me. When we ate out I was sure she was eyeballing some man across the room. When my male friends came by to visit and ...
half drunk I left her place her warm blankets and I was hungover didn’t even know what town
they took my man off the street the other day he wore an L.A. Rams sweatshirt w… the sleeves cut off
the problem, of course, isn’t the… it’s the living parts which make up the Dem… the next person you pass on the st… multiply
We had a 3:30 pm flight out of Los Angeles that Saturday. At 2 pm I went up and knocked on Tammie’s door. She wasn’t there. I want back to my place and sat down. The phone rang. It was ...
Making love in the sun, in the mor… in a hotel room above the alley where poor men poke for bottles; making love in the sun
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski?
the goldfish sing all night with g… and the whores go down with the st… the whores go down with the stars I’m sorry, sir, we close at 4:30, besides yr mother’s neck is dirty,
she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,
sometimes you climb out of bed in… I’m not going to make it, but you… remembering all the times you’ve f… you walk to the bathroom, do your… in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my,…
she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees