Then Joyce wanted to go back to the city. For all the draw– backs, that little town, haircuts or not, beat city life. It was quiet. We had our own house. Joyce fed me well.) Plenty of m...

suppose like others have come through fire and sword, love gone wrong, head-on crashes, drunk at sea, and I have listened to the simple…

I didn’t know exactly why but Chuck, Eddie, Gene and Frank let me join them in some of their games. I think it started when another guy showed up and they needed three on a side. I stil...

30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses and o… and look here, they write, you are a dupe for the state, the… you are in the ego-dream, read your history, study the monet…

he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle

what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light

of course, I may die in the next t… and I’m ready for that but what I’m really worried about… that my editor—publisher might ret… even though he is ten years younge…

turmoil is the god madness is the god permanent living peace is permanent living death. agony can kill

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

places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?

they get up on their garage roof both of them 80 or 90 years old standing on the slant she wanting to fall really all the way

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…

Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?