sitting in a dark bedroom with 3 j… female. brown paper bags filled with trash… everywhere. is one-thirty in the afternoon.

the ladies of summer will die like… and the lie the ladies of summer will love so long as the price is not forever

more wasted days, gored days, evaporated days. more squandered days, days pissed away,

don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem

I get too many phone calls. they seek the creature out. they shouldn’t.

Every route had its traps and only the regular carriers knew of them. Each day it was another god damned thing, and you were always ready for a rape, murder, dogs, or insanity of some s...

beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…

we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and

In the morning Dee Dee drove me to the Sunset Strip for breakfast. The Mercedes was black and shone in the sun. We drove past the billboards and the nightclubs and the fancy restaurants...

in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall

the old L.A. Public Library burn… down that library downtown and with it went large part of my

am sitting on a tin chair outside… death, on stinking wings, wafts th… halls forevermore. remember the hospital stenches fro… was a boy and when I was a man and…

I never wear dark shades but this red head went to get a prescription filled on Hollywood… and she kept haggling and working… me, snapping and snarling.

these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…

It was noon the next day when the phone rang. It was Lydia again. I heard a long insane wail like a wolverine shot in the arctic snow and left to bleed and die alone. . . . I slept most...