let me speak as a friend although the centuries hang between us and neither you nor I can see the moon. be careful less the onion blind the eye
keep remembering the horses under the moon keep remembering feeding the horses sugar white oblongs of sugar
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the Russia… Orthodox to the west.
he was 65, his wife was 66, had Alzheimer’s disease. he had cancer of the mouth. there were
the girls were young and worked the streets but often couldn’t score, they
listening to Wagner as outside in the dark the wind blows a… trees wave and shake lights go off and on the walls creak and the cats… bed...
invent yourself and then reinvent yourse… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent yourse… and stay out of the clutches of mediocrity.
Julio came by with his guitar and sang h… latest song. Julio was famous, he wrote songs and als… published books of little drawings and poems.
sometimes I forget about him and his pec… innocence, almost idiotic, awkward and m… he liked walking over bridges and throug… to night I think about him, the way the… one felt space between his lines, air
here things are tough but they’re mostly always tough. basically I’m just trying to get along with the female. when you first meet them their eyes
the other day I’m out at the track betting Early Bird that’s when you bet at the track before it opens)
Hugo Wolf went mad while eating an onio… and writing his 253rd song; it was rainy April and the worms came out of the grou… humming Tannhäuser, and he spilled his m… with his ink, and his blood fell out to…
murder the roaches spit out paper clips and the helicopter circles and circles smelling for blood
I had this room in front on DeLongpre and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 junkies… female. brown paper bags filled with trash are everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.
you gotta have wars suppose World War One was the best. really, you know, both sides were much m… they really had something to fight for, they really thought they had something t…
I had boils the size of tomatoes all over me they stuck a drill into me down at the county hospital, and
you consult psychiatrists and philosophe… when things aren’t going well and whores when they are. the whores are there for young boys and… men; to the young boys they say,
after the slaughter house there was a bar around the corner and I sat in there and watched the sun go down through the window,
I awakened to dryness and the ferns were… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled corpses surrounded me with their uselessness;
the acute and terrible air hangs with mu… as summer birds mingle in the branches and warble and mystify the clamor of the mind; an old parrot
16 and one-half inch neck 68 years old lifts weights body like a young
there is enough treachery, hatred violen… human being to supply any given army on… and the best at murder are those who pre… and the best at hate are those who preac… and the best at war finally are those wh…
had lost the last race big somebody had stolen my coat could feel the flu coming on and my tires were low. I went in to get a
over my radio now comes the sound of a truly mad organ, can see some monk drunk in a cellar mind gone or found,
I pick up the skirt, I pick up the sparkling beads in black, this thing that moved once around flesh,
the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,
225 days under grass and you know more than I. they have long taken your blood, you are a dry stick in a basket. is this how it works?
dame some dogs who sleep at night must dream of bones and I remember your bones in flesh
Jane, who has been dead for 31 years, never could have imagined that I would write a screenplay… days together and
you know what Li Po said when asked if… Artist or Rich? I’d rather be Rich,” he replied, “for A… sitting on the doorsteps of the Rich.”
bet on #6, I try red, I stare at the wo… wonder what Chekhov would do, and over i… blue plates sit eating the carnage of my… and look very much like Russians and I… my left tit and try to smile like George…
maybe I’ll win the Irish Sweepstakes maybe I’ll go nuts maybe Harcourt Brace will call or maybe unemployment insurance or rich lesbian at the top of a hill.
here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in drag here comes nothing to do all day long here comes another night of no sleep here comes the phone ringing the wrong v…
watch you walking with your machine. ah, you’re too stupid to be cut like gra… you’re too stupid to let anything violat… the girls won’t use their knives on you they don’t want to
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes de cades to realize this and most often
remember, he told me, that when I was 6… years old my mother was always taking me to the doctor and saying, “he hasn’t poo… she was always asking me, “have you pooped?”
Phillipe ’s is an old time cafe off Alameda street just a little north and east of the main post office. Phillipe’s opens at 5 a.m.
nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut away… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not as good
in the afternoon they lean against one another and you can see how much they like the sun.
as I go to the escalator young fellow and a lovely young girl are ahead of me. her pants, her blouse are skintight. as we ascend
yes, it’s dark in here. can’t open the door. can’t open the jam lid. can’t find a pair of socks that match. was born in Andernach in 1920 and never…
was on the train to Del Mar and I left… to go to the bar car. I had a beer and c… back and sat down. pardon me,” said the lady next to me, “b… sitting in my husband’s seat.”
used to drive those trucks so hard and for so long that my right foot would go dead from pushing down on the accelerator.
welcome to my wormy hell. the music grinds off-key. fish eyes watch from the wall. this is where the last happy shot was fired.
my mother, father and I walked to the market once a week for our government relief food: cans of beans, cans of
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe
the problem, of course, isn’t the Democr… it’s the living parts which make up the Democrati… the next person you pass on the street, multiply
the legs are gone and the hopes—the lava… and I haven’t shaved in sixteen days but the mailman still makes his rounds a… water still comes out of the faucet and… myself with glazed and milky eyes full o…
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
now more and more all these people running around wearing the American Flag Shirt and it was more or less once assumed think but I’m not sure)
Cleo’s going to make it now she’s got her shit together she split with Barney Barney wasn’t good for her she got a bigger apartment
you just don’t know how to do it, you know that, and you can’t do a lot of other useful things either. it’s the fault of the
got into my BMW and drove down to my ba… pick up my American Express Gold Card. told the girl at the desk what I wanted. you’re Mr. Chinaski,” she
great writer remains in bed shades down doesn’t want to see anyone doesn’t want to write anymore doesn’t want to try anymore;
they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hood and… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
he talked about Steinbeck and Thomas Wo… wrote like a cross between the two of th… and I lived in a hotel on Figueroa Stre… close to the bars and he lived further uptown in a small r…
and so we suck on a cigar and a beer attempting to mend the love
