#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand
I still get letters in the mail, m… men in tiny rooms with factory job… living with whores or no woman at… booze and madness. Most of their letters are on lined…
maybe I’ll win the Irish Sweepsta… maybe I’ll go nuts maybe Harcourt Brace will call or maybe unemployment insurance or rich lesbian at the top of a hill.
Then I developed a new system at the racetrack. I pulled in $3,000 in a month and a half while only going to the track two or three times a week. I began to dream. I saw a little house ...
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
the rag. she sat there, glooming. I couldn’t do anything with her. it was raining. she got up and left.
The next thing I knew, I had a young girl from Texas on my lap. I won’t go into details of how I met her. Anyway, there it was. She was 23. I was 36. She had long blonde hair and was go...
One day, just like in grammar school, like with David, a boy attached himself to me. He was small and thin and had almost no hair on top of his head. The guys called him Baldy. His real...
I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain
I was asked to give a reading at a famous nightclub, The Lancer, on Hollywood Boulevard. I agreed to read two nights. I was to follow a rock group, The Big Rape, each night. I was getti...
luxury ocean liners crossing the water full of the indolent and rich passing from this place to that
they go on writing pumping out poems— young boys and college professors wives who drink wine all afternoon while their husbands work,
out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories,
64 days and nights in that place, chemotherapy, antibiotics, blood running into the catheter. leukemia.
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
of late I’ve had this thought that this country has gone backwards or 5 de cades