#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
almost dawn blackbirds on the telephone wire waiting as I eat yesterday’s forgotten sandwich
keep remembering the horses under the moon keep remembering feeding the horse… sugar white oblongs of sugar
Within a day or two, about 1 pm in the afternoon there was a knock at my door. It was a painter, Monty Riff, or so he informed me. He also told me that I used to get drunk with him when...
the boy walks with his muddy feet… soul talking about recitals, virtuosi,… the lesser known novels of Dostoev… talking about how he corrected a w…
turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that
no we can’t we can’t win it I’ve decided we can’t win it just for a while we thought we cou… but that was just for a while
the feelings I get driving past the railroad yard never on purpose but on my way to… are the feelings other men have fo… see the tracks and all the boxcars
Bobby and Valerie came by and I introduced everybody around. “Valerie and I are going to take a vacation and rent rooms by the seashore in Manhattan Beach,” said Bobby. “Why don’t you g...
They had this thing called Training Class, and so for 30 minutes each night, anyhow, we didn’t have to stick mail. A big Italiano got up on the lecture platform to tell us where it was....
So gramps wrote Joyce a big check and there we were. We rented a little house up on a hill, and then Joyce got this stupid moralistic thing. “We both ought to get jobs,” Joyce said, “to...
the cockroach crouched against the tile while I was pissing and as I turned my head he hauled his butt
I was coming home from classes down Westview hill. I never had any books to carry. I passed my exams by listening to the class lectures and by guessing at the answers. I never had to cr...
the legs are gone and the hopes—th… and I haven’t shaved in sixteen da… but the mailman still makes his ro… water still comes out of the fauce… myself with glazed and milky eyes…
I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.