#Americans #XXCentury #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #ItCatchesMyHeartInItsHands
I can see myself now after all these suicide days and nights, being wheeled out of one of those steril… (of course, this is only if I get famous… by a subnormal and bored nurse
#1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I awaken about noon and go out to get th… in my old torn bathrobe. I’m hung over hair down in my eyes barefoot
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
#1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
My father always ran the neighborhood kids away from our house. I was told not to play with them but I walked down the street and watched them anyhow. “Hey, Heinie!” they yelled, “Why d...
#1982 #HamOnRye
I got a letter in the mail. It was addressed from Hollywood. Dear Chinaski: I’ve just read almost all your books. I work as a typist in a place on Cherokee Ave. I’ve hung your picture i...
#1978 #Women
yes, they begin out in a willow, I think the starch mountains begin out in the wi… and keep right on going without regard f… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I don’t beat the walls with my fists I just sit but it rushes in a tide of it. the woman in the court behind me howls,
Lydia met me at the airport. She was ho… We were driving back to my place. “Lydia, my leg is still in terrible shap… “What?” “It’s true. I don’t think I can fuck wi…
One night I was assigned to the stool n… A young girl came in and sat down at the… I heard Butchner. “Yeah, you cunt! You… That’s what you want, you cunt, don’t yo… I went on sticking mail. The soup walke…
#1971 #PostOffice
my goldfish stares with watery eyes into the hemisphere of my sorrow; upon the thinnest of threads we hang together, hang hang hang
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
love, he said, gas kiss me off kiss my lips kiss my hair my fingers
#1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,
#1973 #AtTerrorStreetAndAgonyWay #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
Then some men came around and ripped out… “Hey, look, what the hell are they doing… Nobody seemed interested. I was in the 3rd class flat section. I… “Look!” I said. “They are taking away o…