#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted
That summer, July 1934, they gunned down John Dillinger outside the movie house in Chicago. He never had a chance. The Lady in Red had fingered him. More than a year earlier the banks h...
It was 3 or 4 days before I had to fly to Houston to give a reading. I went to the track, drank at the track, and afterwards I went to a bar on Hollywood Boulevard. I went home at 9 or ...
this man sometimes forgets who he is. sometimes he thinks he’s the Pope. other times he thinks he’s a
starving there, sitting around the… and at night walking the streets f… hours, the moonlight always seemed fake to me, maybe it was,
she’s up seeing my doctor trying to get some diet pills; she’s not fat, she needs the speed… I go down to the nearest bar and w… at 3:30 in the afternoon of a tues…
the mockingbird had been following… all summer mocking mocking mocking teasing and cocksure; the cat crawled under rockers on p…
of late I’ve had this thought that this country has gone backwards or 5 de cades
believe in earning one’s own way but I also believe in the unexpect… gift and it is a wondrous thing when a woman who has read your wor…
around 2 a.m. in my small room after turning off the poem machine for now
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
no we can’t we can’t win it I’ve decided we can’t win it just for a while we thought we cou… but that was just for a while
Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,
the illusion is that you are simpl… reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem.