The next thing I knew, I had a young girl from Texas on my lap. I won’t go into details of how I met her. Anyway, there it was. She was 23. I was 36. She had long blonde hair and was go...

we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every

Jimmy Hatcher worked part time in a grocery store. While none of us could get jobs he could always get one. He had his little movie star face and his mother had a great body. With his f...

outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.

these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough

I’d tell them to have an unhappy l… affair, hemorrhoids, bad teeth and to drink cheap wine, avoid opera and golf and chess, to keep switching the head of thei…

in the center of the action you have to lay down like an anima… until it charges, you have to lay down

what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light

ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed

Our man was there to meet us, Gary Benson. He also wrote poetry and drove a cab. He was very fat but at least he didn’t look like a poet, he didn’t look North Beach or East Village or l...

I took Tammie. We got there a little early and went to a bar across the street. We got a table. “Now don’t drink too much, Hank. You know how you slur your words and miss your lines whe...