#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…
Soon after that I made regular and that gave me an 8 hour night, which beat 12, and pay for holidays. Of the 150 or 200 that had come in, there were only two of us left. Then I met Davi...
old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
remember, he told me, that when I… years old my mother was always tak… to the doctor and saying, “he hasn… she was always asking me, “have yo… pooped?”
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
That evening the phone rang. It was Mercedes. I had met her after giving a poetry reading at Venice Beach. She was about 28, fair body, pretty good legs, a blonde about 5~feet-5, a blue...
Slipping keenly into bright ashes, target of vanilla tears your sure body lit candles for men on dark nights, and now your night is darker
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
In the morning I heard her walkin… It was about 10:30 a.m. I was sic… She shook me. “Listen, I want you… “So what? I’ll screw her too.” “Yeah,” she laughed, “yeah.”
the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray
strange warmth, hot and cold femal… I make good love, but love isn’t j… sex. most females I’ve known are ambitious, and I like to lie aroun… on large comfortable pillows at 3…
The flies are angry bits of life; why are they so angry? it seems they want more, it seems almost as if they are angry