having the low down blues and goin… into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles at you. she’s dumpy. her ass is too big.

oh, how worried they are about my soul! I get letters the phone rings... “are you going to be all right?”

the old folks play a game in the park overlooking the sea shoving markers across cement with wooden sticks. four play, two on each side

sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,

I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading, she said “yes”, “yes?” I asked. "she`s young and pretty",

The drilling and squeezing continued for weeks but there was little result. When one boil vanished another would appear. I often stood in front of the mirror alone, wondering how ugly a...

I read a book about John Dos Pas… the book once radical—communist John ended up in the Hollywood Hi… and reading the Wall Street Journal

lonely as a dry and used orchard spread over the earth for use and surrender. shot down like an ex—pug selling dailies on the corner.

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...

Soon after that I made regular and that gave me an 8 hour night, which beat 12, and pay for holidays. Of the 150 or 200 that had come in, there were only two of us left. Then I met Davi...

in the Valkerie Mountains among the strutting peacocks I found a flower as large as my head

The reading in Vancouver went through, $500 plus air fare and lodging. The sponsor, Bart Mcintosh, was nervous about crossing the border. I was to fly to Seattle, he’d meet me there and...