yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like

sometimes after you get your ass kicked real good by the forces you often wish you were a crane standing on one leg in blue water

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…

absolutely sesamoid said the skeleton shoving his chalky foot upon my desk, and that was it,

I found that the only time to study was before sleeping. I was always too tired to make and eat breakfast, so I would go out and buy a tall 6 pack, put it on the chair beside the bed, r...

up in northern California he stood in the pulpit and had been reading for some time he had been reading poems about nature and the goodness

you no faces no faces at all laughing at nothing—

screen like a burglar to take your… the snake had crawled the hole, and she said, tell me about yourself.

Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;

New Year’s Eve was another bad night for me to get through. My parents had always delighted in New Year’s Eve, listening to it approach on the radio, city by city, until it arrived in L...

Meanwhile, things went on. I had a long run of luck at the racetrack. I began to feel confident out there. You went for a certain profit each day, somewhere between 15 and 40 bucks. You...

A day or so later I got a poem in the mail from Lydia. It was a long poem and it began: Come out, old troll, Come out of your dark hole, old troll, Come out into the sunlight with us an...

I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,

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;