#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
One night I was assigned to the stool next to Butchner. He didn’t stick any mail. He just sat there. And talked. A young girl came in and sat down at the end of the aisle. I heard Butch...
these things that we support most… have nothing to do with up, and we do with them out of boredom or fear or money or cracked intelligence;
Dee Dee had to pick up her son at the airport. He was coming home from England for his vacation. He was 17, she told me, and his father was an ex-concert pianist. But he’d fallen for sp...
each man must realize that it can all disappear very quickly: the cat, the woman, the job, the front tire,
I’ve come by, she says, to tell yo… that this is it. I’m not kidding,… over. this is it. I sit on the couch watching her ar… her long red hair before my bedroo…
I think of automobiles parked in a parking lot when I think of myself dead I think of frying pans when I think of myself dead
for five years I have been looking across the way at the side of a red apartment hou… there must be people in there even love in there
my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankl… and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists my god,
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
no one is sorry I am leaving, not even I; but there should be a minstrel or at least a glass of wine. bothers the young most, I think:
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end o… of wine, I have typed from a dozen… poesy an old man maddened for the flesh of young gi…
we have everything and we have not… and some men do it in churches and some men do it by tearing butt… in half and some men do it in Palm Spring…
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.
My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...