#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone wringing the…
there are many single women in the… with one or two or three children and one wonders where the husbands have gone or where the lovers have gone
got out, fellow said, “hey!” walke… me, we shook hands, he slipped me… tickets for free car washes, “find… told him, walked on through to wai… area with wife, we sat on outside…
my friend William is a fortunate m… he lacks the imagination to suffer he kept his first job his first wife can drive a car 50,000 miles
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry
I found that the only way I could keep from dizzy-spelling into my case was to get up and take a walk now and then. Fazzio, a supervisor who had the station at the time, saw me walking ...
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,
the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
death wants more death, and its we… I remember my father’s garage, how… I would brush the corpses of flies from the windows they thought were… their sticky, ugly, vibrant bodies
I had to fly to Illinois to give a reading at the University. I hated readings, but they helped with the rent and maybe they helped sell books. They got me out of east Hollywood, they g...
She wasn’t really a cop, she was a clerk-cop. And she started coming in and telling me about a guy who wore a purple stick pin and was a “real gentleman.” “Well,” I’d ask, “how was old ...
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
dumb, Jesus Christ, some people are so dumb you can hear them splashing around
once we were young at this machine. . . drinking