#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I used to know a dutchman in a Ph… he’d take 3 raw eggs in his beer, 71, still working, strong,
kool enough to die but not kill I take my doctor’s green pill drink tea as the sharks swim through vases o…
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
I got his ashes, she said, and I… out to sea and I scattered his ash… they didn’t even look like ashes and the urn was weighted with
sway with me, everything sad— madmen in stone houses without doors, lepers steaming love and song frogs trying to figure
here I’ll be 55 in a week. what will I write about
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
Well, I took the scheme sheet and I related everything to sex and age. This guy lived in this house with 3 women. He belt-whipped one (her name was the name of the street and her age th...
places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?
Her father really hated me. He thought I was after his money. I didn’t want his god damned money. And I didn’t even want his god damned precious daughter. The only time I ever saw him w...
I’ve watched this city burn twice in my lifetime and the most notable event was the reaction of the politicians in the
The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
was much easier to be a genius in… only 3 or 4 literary magazines and… or 5 times you could end up in Ger… you could possibly meet Picasso fo… maybe only Miró.
out of the arm of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories