My drinking slowed down the next week. I went to the racetrack to get fresh air and sunshine and plenty of walking. At night I drank, wondering why I was still alive, how the scheme wor...

they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”

I have just spent one—hour—and—a—h… handicapping tomorrow’s card. when am I going to get at the poem… well, they’ll just have to wait

unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant

strange warmth, hot and cold femal… I make good love, but love isn’t j… sex. most females I’ve known are ambitious, and I like to lie aroun… on large comfortable pillows at 3…

in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.

he was a good one say 18, 19, marine and every time woman came down the train aisle

is the slim tall ear-ringed bedroom damsel dressed in a long gown

Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,

“...I’ve seen people in front of their typewriters in such a bind that it would blow their intestine… right out of their assholes if the… were trying to shit.”

dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon

my goldfish stares with watery eye… into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang