I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.

I’m in bed. it’s morning and I hear: where are your socks? please get dressed!

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

there waas a rock-and-mud slide on the Pacific Coast Highway and… detour and they directed us up int… and traffic was slow and it was ho… we were lost.

my goldfish stares with watery eye… into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang

in grievous deity my cat walks around he walks around and around with electric tail and

her shoes themselves would light my room like many candles. she walks like all things shining on glass,

this is important enough: to get your feelings down, it is better than shaving or cooking beans with garlic. it is the little we can do

she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists

he came to the door one night wet… terrorized white cross-eyed tailless cat took him in and fed him and he sta… grew to trust me until a friend dr…

I used to know a dutchman in a Ph… he’d take 3 raw eggs in his beer, 71, still working, strong,

a single dog walking alone on a hot sidewalk of summer appears to have the power of ten thousand gods.

the swans drown in bilge water, take down the signs, test the poisons, barricade the cow from the bull,