I saw Bobby out front the next day when I went to buy a newspaper. “Louie phoned,” he said, “he told me what happened to him.” “He ran outside to vomit and Tammie grabbed his cock while...

drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight

they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly

you know I sat on the same barstool in Phi… 5 years I drank canned heat and the cheape… I was beaten in alleys by well-fed…

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

she sits up there drinking wine while her husband is at work. she puts quite

yesterday drunken Alice gave me a jar of fig jam and today she whistles

have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.

horses running with her miles away laughing with a fool Bach and the hydrogen bomb

the rag. she sat there, glooming. I couldn’t do anything with her. it was raining. she got up and left.

there are beasts in the salt shake… and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag dra… and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals…