#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I had worked my charms on her for a couple of nights in a bar— not that we were new lovers, I had loved her for 16 months but she didn’t want to come to my…
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;
I have a saying, “the tough ones a… back.” but Vera was kinder than most, and so I was surprised when she arrived that night
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...
old grey-haired waitresses in cafes at night have given it up, and as I walk down sidewalks of light and look into windows
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.
the Mexican dancer shook her fans… me and her ass at me, I didn’t ask her to and my woman got mad and ran out of th… it began raining and you could hea…
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
these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…
they’re not going to let you sit at a front table at some cafe in Europe in the mid-afternoon sun. you do, somebody’s going to
there’s a bluebird in my heart tha… wants to get out but I’m too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I’m not goi… to let anybody see
I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.