#1973 #AmericanWriters #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
this man used to be an interesting writer, he was able to say brisk and refreshing things. at the time
half drunk I left her place her warm blankets and I was hungover didn’t even know what town
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
she left me 5 weeks ago and went t… that is, I think she left. the other day I went out to mail h… and I saw her sitting on the bus s… it was her hair there
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
I was surprised the next morning when April knocked on the door. April was the one on ATD who had been at Harry Ascot’s party and who had left with the speed freak. It was 11 am. April ...
“you know,” she said, “you were at the bar so you didn’t see but I danced with this guy. we danced and we danced close.
sleep at Lila’s and in the morning we get the breakfast special at th… then it’s up to her friend Buffy’s… Buffy has boy twins, father in dou… in a $150-a-month apt.
with an Apple Macintosh you can’t run Radio Shack program… in its disc drive. nor can a Commodore 64 drive read a file
this one always arrives at the wrong time a basically good sort I suppose an honest man
if you can’t stand the heat, he sa… kitchen. you know who said that? Harry Truman. I’m not in the kitchen, I say, I’… oven.
all of a sudden I’m a painter. a girl from Galveston gives me $50 for a painting of a man holding a candycane while floating in a darkened sky.
this guy he’s got a crazy eye and he’s brown a dark brown from the sun the Hollywood and Western sun