he comes out at 7:30 a.m. every da… with 3 peanut butter sandwiches, a… there’s one can of beer which he floats in the baitbucket. he fishes for hours with a small t…

she writes: you’ll be moaning and groaning in your poems about how I fucked those 2 guys last week.

A couple of nights later Becker walked in. I guess my parents gave him my address or he located me through the college. I had my name and address listed with the employment division at ...

drinking German beer and trying to come up with the immortal poem at 5 p.m. in the afternoon. but, ah, I’ve told the

went for a walk on Hollywood Boul… looked down and there was a large… walking beside me. his pace was exactly the same as m… we stopped at traffic signals toge…

the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,

there’s Barry in his ripped walkin… he’s on Thorazine is 24 looks 38 lives with his mother in the same

I wait on life like a pregnancy, p… the gut but all I hear now is the piano slamming its teeth throu… brain

watch them push the crippled and t… in their wheelchairs on to the electric lift which carries them up into the lon… where each chair is locked down

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

Lila Jane was a girl my age who lived next door. I still wasn’t allowed to play with the children in the neighborhood, but sitting in the bedroom often got dull. I would go out and walk...

I kept the date in mind. It was never any problem creating a split with Lydia. I was naturally a loner, content just to live with a woman, eat with her, sleep with her, walk down the st...