#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
“...I’ve seen people in front of their typewriters in such a bind that it would blow their intestine… right out of their assholes if the… were trying to shit.”
sitting on a 2nd-floor porch at 1:… while looking out over the city. could be worse. we needn’t accomplish great things…
in grievous deity my cat walks around he walks around and around with electric tail and
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that
To give life you must take life, and as our grief falls flat and ho… upon the billion—blooded sea I pass upon serious inward—breakin… with white—legged, white—bellied r…
he sits all day at the bus stop at Sunset and Western his sleeping bag beside him. he’s dirty. nobody bothers him.
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses
are we going to the movies or not? she asked him. all right, he said, let’s go. I’m not going to put any pan ties… so you can finger-fuck me in the
think of the beds used again and again to fuck in to die in. in this land
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
do not b other the beagle lying th… away from grass and flowers and pa… dreaming dogdreams, or perhaps dre… nothing, as men do awake; yes, leave him be, in that simple…
one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards