#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
Born like this Into this As the chalk faces smile As Mrs. Death laughs As the elevators break
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
I’ve always had trouble with money. this one place I worked everybody ate hot dogs and potato chips
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
the history of melancholia includes all of us. me, I writhe in dirty sheets while staring at blue walls and nothing.
I got his ashes, she said, and I… out to sea and I scattered his ash… they didn’t even look like ashes and the urn was weighted with
out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories,
here I’m supposed to be a great po… and I’m sleepy in the afternoon here I am aware of death like a gi… charging at me and I’m sleepy in the afternoon
watch them push the crippled and t… in their wheelchairs on to the electric lift which carries them up into the lon… where each chair is locked down
There was another German Shepherd. It was hot summer and he came BOUNDING out of a back yard and then LEAPED through the air. His teeth snapped, just missing my jugular vein. “OH JESUS!...
my first and only wife painted and she talked to me about it: it’s all so painful
We drank all day and that night I tried again to make love to Mindy. I was astounded and dismayed to find she had a large pussy. An extra large pussy. I hadn’t noticed it the night befo...
By the time they called me to dinner I was able to pull up my clothing and walk to the breakfast nook where we ate all our meals except on Sunday. There were two pillows on my chair. I ...
Beowulf may have killed Grendel a… Grendel’s mother but he couldn’t kill this one: