#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
A sound awakened me. It was not quite d… “It’s 5 am. What are you doing?” “I want to watch the sun come up. I lov… “No wonder you don’t drink.” “I’ll be back. We can have breakfast to…
#1978 #Women
ask the sidewalk painters of Paris ask the sunlight on a sleeping dog ask the 3 pigs ask the paperboy ask the music of Donizetti
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack
#1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
Bach, I said, he had 20 children. he played the horses during the day. he f—ed at night and drank in the mornings. he wrote music in between.
Then I started attending Mt. Justin Jr. High. About half the guys from Delsey Grammar School went there, the biggest and toughest half. Another gang of giants came from other schools. O...
#1982 #HamOnRye
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
#1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smiling there is food enough and rent enough and
the canaries were there, and the lemon t… and the old woman with warts; and I was there, a child and I touched the piano keys as they talked—
Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?
keep remembering the horses under the moon keep remembering feeding the horses sugar white oblongs of sugar
I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading, she said “yes”, “yes?” I asked. "she`s young and pretty",
I began getting dizzy spells. I could feel them coming. The case would begin to whirl. The spells lasted about a minute. I couldn’t understand it. Each letter was getting heavier and he...
#1971 #PostOffice
the guy in the front court can’t speak English, he’s Greek, a rather stupid-looking and fairly ugly man. now my landlord does some painting,
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does