It’s night

With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.

A piece of green pepper fell off the wooden salad bowl: so what?

Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they’re lined up for blocks, so I’ll go to bed with you. They won’t miss us.

Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,

I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.

ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook… as if Trout Fishing in America we… Trout Fishing in America had Mar…

The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.

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

There are no postage stamps that s… back to England three centuries ag… no postage stamps that make letter… travel back until the grave hasn’t… and John Donne stands looking out…

At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have to get out of bed to write this down without

I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.

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

WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing… boards across the creek. That was… The boards dammed up the creek eno… bathtub there, and the creek flowe…

Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…