I’m glad when they arrive and I’m glad when they leave I’m glad when I hear their heels approaching my door and I’m glad when those heels

Nothing matters but flopping on a mattress with cheap dreams and a beer as the leaves die and the horses d… and the landladies stare in the ha…

is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown

she was sitting in the window of room 1010 at the Chelsea in New York, Janis Joplin’s old room. it was 104 degrees

it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs

A week later I was driving down Hollywood Boulevard with Lydia. A weekly entertainment newspaper published in California at that time had asked me to write an article on the life of the...

I’ve always had trouble with money. this one place I worked everybody ate hot dogs and potato chips

he comes out at 7:30 a.m. every da… with 3 peanut butter sandwiches, a… there’s one can of beer which he floats in the baitbucket. he fishes for hours with a small t…

here I am in the ground my mouth open and

shot off his left ear then his right, and then tore off his belt buckle with hot lead, and then

you haven’t lived until you’ve been in a flophouse with nothing but one light bulb

I don’t beat the walls with my fis… I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me h…