a house with 7 or 8 people living in it getting up the rent. there’s a stereo never used and a set of bongos

I feel gypped by dunces as if reality were the property of little men with luck and a headstart, and I sit in the cold

“You ought to try to be like Abe Mortenson,” said my mother, “he gets straight A’s. Why can’t you ever get any A’s?” “Henry is dead on his ass,” said my father. “Sometimes I can’t belie...

is a highrise apt. next door and he beats her at night and she… and I see her the next day standing in the driveway with curl… and she has her huge buttocks jamm…

I didn’t do much the rest of the week. The Oaktree meet was on. I went to the track 2 or 3 times, broke even. I wrote a dirty story for a sex mag, wrote 10 or 12 poems, masturbated, and...

red summers and black satin charcoal and blood ringing the sheets while snails are stepped on and moths go batty

the strong men the muscle men there they sit down at the beach cocoa tans

what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light

I made practice runs down to skid row to get ready for my future. I didn’t like what I saw down there. Those men and women had no special daring or brilliance. They wanted what everybod...

we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every

welcome to my wormy hell. the music grinds off-key. fish eyes watch from the wall. this is where the last happy shot… fired.

I went to this place to see a movi… on tv Alexander the Great, and here come the armies ta ta ta