#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
a woman told a man when he got off a plane that I was dead. a magazine printed the fact that I was dead
dying for a beer dying for and of life on a windy afternoon in Hollywood listening to symphony music from m… on the floor.
the other day I’m out at the track betting Early Bird that’s when you bet at the track before it opens)
After Debra left for work the next morning I bathed, then tried to watch t.v. I walked around naked and noticed that I could be seen from the street through the front window. So I had a...
I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…
the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now
you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…
So I took the exam, passed it, took the physical, passed it, and there I was—a substitute mail carrier. It began easy. I was sent to West Avon Station and it was just like Christmas exc...
Then there were only 6 or 7 of us.… “How you doing on your scheme, Ch… “No trouble at all,” I said. “O.… “Yes, Woodburn.” “Listen, I don’t like to be bothe…
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
this is my piano. the phone rings and people ask, what are you doing? how about getting drunk with us? and I say,
the girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they
The next time you listen to Borod… remember he was just a chemist who wrote music to relax; his house was jammed with peor e: students, artists, drunkards, bur…
they took my man off the street the other day he wore an L.A. Rams sweatshirt w… the sleeves cut off
light brown stare that dumb blank marvelous light brown stare I’ll take care of it.