#Americans #XXCentury
I cut the middle fingernail of the… finger right hand real short and I began rubbing along her cunt
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
Wednesday night found me at the airport waiting for Iris. I sat around and looked at the women. None of them—except for one or two—looked as good as Iris. There was something wrong with...
Lila Jane was a girl my age who lived next door. I still wasn’t allowed to play with the children in the neighborhood, but sitting in the bedroom often got dull. I would go out and walk...
dame some dogs who sleep at night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh
your life is your life don’t let it be clubbed into dank… be on the watch. there are ways out. there is a light somewhere.
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
she died of alcoholism wrapped in a blanket on a deck chair on an ocean steamer.
I didn’t have any friends at school, didn’t want any. I felt better being alone. I sat on a bench and watched the others play and they looked foolish to me. During lunch one day I was a...
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
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.”
Some say we should keep personal r… poem, stay abstract, and there is some r… but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don’t keep…
the droll noon where squadrons of worms creep up like stripteasers to be raped by blackbirds. I go outside
reached up into the top of the clo… and took out a pair of blue pan ti… and showed them to her and asked “are these yours?” and she looked and said,