#Americans #Suicide
I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me. You were unhappy when you fell asleep. There was nothing I could do abou… it. I felt hopeless. Your face
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
I walked across the park to the fe… It was in the center of a glass sq… by red flowers and fountains. The… was in the shape of a sea horse an… We got hot and died.
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
Sometimes life is merely a matter… affords. I once read something abo… it stimulates all the organs. I thought at first this was a stra… as time goes by I have found out t…
If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lo… their clothes together in a laundromat
I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…
With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.
Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I’m haunted by all the space that I
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival
THE PUDDING MASTER OF STANLEY BASIN Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th… lake promised us eternity, but the… thousands of silly minnows, swimmi…
Less time than it takes to say it,… of everything, there you have it.… as my fingers and some others; I’v… were willing to accpet them. I’ve… longer know what to think of suici…
We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something—
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
