#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
this one teaches that one lives with his mother and that one is supported by a red… with the brain of a gnat. this one takes speed and has been…
naked in that bright light the four horse falls and throws a 112-pound boy into the hooves
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough
to be writing poetry at the age of… like a schoolboy, surely, I must be crazy; racetracks and booze and arguments with the landlord;
I go to pick her up. she’s on some errand. she always has errands many things to do. I have nothing to do.
this kid used to teach at Kansas… then they moved him out he went to a bean factory then he and his wife moved to the… she got a job and worked while
Long walks at night— that’s what good for the soul: peeking into windows watching tired housewives trying to fight off
I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. I didn’t like what I saw down there. Those men and women had no special daring or brilliance. They wanted what everybod...
ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
these women are supposed to come and see me but they never do. there’s the one with the long scar…
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the b… I know what he meant I know what he wanted:
they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly
hey, said my friend, I want you to… Hangdog Harry, he reminds me of y… and I said, all right, and we went… this cheap hotel. old men sitting around watching
this is my piano. the phone rings and people ask, what are you doing? how about getting drunk with us? and I say,