#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
was on the train to Del Mar and I… to go to the bar car. I had a beer… back and sat down. pardon me,” said the lady next to… sitting in my husband’s seat.”
in the men’s room at the track this boy of about 7 or 8 years old came out of a stall
old Butch, they fixed him the girls don’t look like much anymore. when Big Sam moved out of the back
shot in the eye shot in the brain shot in the ass shot like a flower in the dance amazing how death wins hands down
I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn’t particularly want money. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, I did. I wanted someplace to hide out,...
the illusion is that you are simpl… reading this poem. the reality is that this is more than a poem.
A sound awakened me. It was not quite daylight. Cecelia was moving around getting dressed. I looked at my watch. “I want to watch the sun come up. I love sunrises!” “I haven’t been able...
I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
this Friday night the Mexican girls at the Catholic… look especially good their husbands are in the bars and the Mexican girls look young
we take what we can see— the engines driving us mad, lovers finally hating; this fish in the market staring upward into our minds;
is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown
I got lucky the next day. They called my name. It was a different doctor. I stripped down. He turned a hot white light on me and looked me over. I was sitting on the edge of the examina...
there was a frozen tree that I wan… but the shells came down and in Vegas looking across at a g… at 3:30 in the morning, I died without nails, without a co…
long ago he edited a little magazi… was up in San Francisco during the beat era during the reading-poetry-with-jaz… and I remember him because he neve…