#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift
I was a bum in San Francisco but… to go to a symphony concert along… and the music was good but somethi… audience was not and something about the orchestra
we had goldfish and they circled a… in the bowl on the table near the… covering the picture window and my mother, always smiling, wanting… to be happy, told me, ‘be happy He…
The next time you listen to Borod… remember he was just a chemist who wrote music to relax; his house was jammed with peor e: students, artists, drunkards, bur…
I was coming home from classes down Westview hill. I never had any books to carry. I passed my exams by listening to the class lectures and by guessing at the answers. I never had to cr...
I had been sleeping on a terrible mattress with the springs sticking into me for several years. That afternoon when I awakened I pulled the mattress off the bed, dragged it outside, and...
and so we suck on a cigar and a beer attempting to mend the love
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
this guy he’s got a crazy eye and he’s brown a dark brown from the sun the Hollywood and Western sun
the balance is preserved by the sn… the Santa Monica cliffs; the luck is in walking down Wester… and having the girls in a massage parlor holler at you, “Hello, Swe…
here I am in the ground my mouth open and
live alone in a small room and read the newspapers and sleep alone in the dark dreaming of crowds.
you gotta have wars suppose World War One was the bes… really, you know, both sides were… they really had something to fight… they really thought they had somet…
never even in calmer times have I ever dreamed of bicycling through that
around 2 a.m. in my small room after turning off the poem machine for now
