#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
majestic, majic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—
Later in the hospital they were dabbing at my knees with pieces of cotton that had been soaked in something. It burned. My elbows burned too. The doctor was bending over me with a nurse...
Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…
more wasted days, gored days, evaporated days. more squandered days, days pissed away,
you no faces no faces at all laughing at nothing—
The next day in bed I got tired of waiting for the airplanes and I found a large yellow notebook that had been meant for high school work. It was empty. I found a pen. I went to bed wit...
Jane, who has been dead for 31 yea… never could have imagined that I would write a scre… days together and
I am in this low—slung sports car painted a deep, rich yellow driving under an Italian sun. I have a British accent. I’m wearing dark shades
cimen altinda gecen 225 gunden son… kanini emip bitireli epey oldu, ar… bu isler boyle mi oluyor? bu odada hala ask saatlerinin golg… birakip gittiginde asagi yukari he…
red hair real she whirled it and she asked “is my ass still on?”
you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…
nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…
we are always asked to understand the other person’s viewpoint no matter how out—dated