#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
escape from the black widow spider is a miracle as great as art. what a web she can weave slowly drawing you to her she’ll embrace you
the girls are coming home in their… and I sit by the window and watch. there’s a girl in a red dress driving a white car
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone ringing the w…
Phillipe ’s is an old time cafe off Alameda street just a little north and east of the main post office. Phillipe’s opens at 5 a.m.
O lord, he said, Japanese women, real women, they have not forgotte… bowing and smiling closing the wounds men have made; but American women will kill you l…
the blazing shark wants my balls as I walk through the meat section looking for salami and cheese purple housewives
I’m out of matches. the springs in my couch are broken. they stole my footlocker. they stole my oil painting of
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
she was in her orange Volks waitin… as I walked up the street with 2 six packs and a pint of sco… and she jumped out and began grabbing the beerbottles…
Beowulf may have killed Grendel a… Grendel’s mother but he couldn’t kill this one:
absolutely sesamoid said the skeleton shoving his chalky foot upon my desk, and that was it,
unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant
there are beasts in the salt shake… and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag dra… and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals…
I have just spent one—hour—and—a—h… handicapping tomorrow’s card. when am I going to get at the poem… well, they’ll just have to wait