#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the girls are coming home in their… and I sit by the window and watch. there’s a girl in a red dress driving a white car
there he is: not too many hangovers not too many fights with women not too many flat tires never a thought of suicide
There was death in that place on the hill. I knew it the first day I walked out the screen door and into the backyard. A zing– ing binging buzzing whining sound came right at me: 10,000...
first they used to, he told me, gun and bomb the elephants, you could hear their screams over… but you flew high to bomb the peop… you never saw it,
between 2 and 5 p.m. any day and a… Wednesday, it’s 20% off for us old dogs approaching the sunset… it’s strange to be old and not fee… old
my grandmother had a serious gas problem. we only saw her on Sunday. she’d sit down to dinner and she’d have gas.
it is not very good to not get through whether it’s the wall the human mind
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
well, first Mae West died and then George Raft, and Eddie G. Robinson’s been gone long time,
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that
suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…
am sitting on a tin chair outside… death, on stinking wings, wafts th… halls forevermore. remember the hospital stenches fro… was a boy and when I was a man and…
The rainy season began. Most of the money went for drink so my shoes had holes in the soles and my raincoat was torn and old. In any steady downpour I got quite wet, and I mean wet-down...
I used to hold my social security… up in the air, he told me, but I was so small they couldn’t see it,
feet of cheese coffeepot soul hands that hate poolsticks eyes like paperclips I prefer red wine