#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
wha’, what did you expect? a schoo… some more practical lover filling… I’m a fool and no gentleman: I wa… with Crane in pajamas, but suicide… there’s less and less to kill.
the dead dogs of nowhere bark as you approach another traffic accident. cars one standing on its
I was coming off an affair that ha… frankly, I was sliding down into a… really feeling shitty and low when I lucked into this lady with… covered with a jeweled canopy
don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem
I’ve watched this city burn twice in my lifetime and the most notable event was the reaction of the politicians in the
we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every
stuck in the rain on the freeway,… these are the lucky ones, these ar… dutifully employed, most with thei… as possible as they try not to thi… this is our new civilization: as m…
I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...
never even in calmer times have I ever dreamed of bicycling through that
At Mt. Justin, biology class was neat. We had Mr. Stanhope for our teacher. He was an old guy about 55 and we pretty much dominated him. Lilly Fischman was in the class and she was real...
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
Shirley came to town with a broken… and met the Chicano who smoked long slim cigars and they got a place together on Beacon street
the rooms at the hospital went for 550 a day. that was for the room alone. the amazing thing, though, was tha… in some of the rooms
the mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh