#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
listening to Bruckner on the radio wondering why I’m not half mad over the latest breakup with my latest girlfriend wondering why I’m not driving the…
this poet he’d been drinking 2 or 3 days and he walked out on the stage and looked at that audience and he just knew he was going to do it. there was a grand piano on stage and he walke...
this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into
our marriage book, it says. I look through it. they lasted ten years. they were young once.
a very miraculous thing just happe… my beerbottle flipped over backwar… and landed on its bottom on the fl… and I have set it upon the table t… but the photos were not so lucky t…
It was another Sunday that we got into the Model-T in search of my Uncle John. “He has no ambition,” said my father. “I don’t see how he can hold his god-damned head up and look people ...
boy, don’t come around here tellin… can’t cut it, that they’re pitching you low and insid… they are conspiring against you, that all you want is a chance but…
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
I don’t know how it happens to people. I had child support, need for something to drink, rent, shoes, shirts, socks, all that stuff. Like everyone else I needed an old car, something to...
the problem, of course, isn’t the… it’s the living parts which make up the Dem… the next person you pass on the st… multiply
the pleasures of the damned are limited to brief moments of happiness: like the eyes in the look of a dog… like a square of wax,
In the morning Dee Dee drove me to the Sunset Strip for breakfast. The Mercedes was black and shone in the sun. We drove past the billboards and the nightclubs and the fancy restaurants...
god I got the sad blue blues, this woman sat there and she said are you really Charles Bukowski?
3 small boys run toward me blowing whistles and they scream you’re under arrest! you’re drunk!
self-congratulatory nonsense as th… famous gather to applaud their see… greatness you wonder where