#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
live alone in a small room and read the newspapers and sleep alone in the dark dreaming of crowds.
first of all, I had a hard time, a… locating the parking lot for the b… wasn’t off the main boulevard wher… the cars all driven by merciless k… were doing 55 mph in a 25 mph zone…
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
the virus holds the concepts give way like rotten shoelaces toothache and bacon dance on the lawn
yesterday drunken Alice gave me a jar of fig jam and today she whistles
she came to my place drunk riding a deer up on the front porc… so many women want to save the wor… but can’t keep their own kitchens… but me...
One morning about 10 a.m. the phon… I recognized the voice and began t… “Yes, yes, Miss Graves, but go on… “So therefore we have notified the… “And you are scheduled to throw yo…
a girlfriend came in built me a bed scrubbed and waxed the kitchen flo… scrubbed the walls vacuumed
the words have come and gone, I sit ill. the phone rings, the cats sleep. Linda vacuums. I am waiting to live,
keep remembering the horses under the moon keep remembering feeding the horse… sugar white oblongs of sugar
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
drive to the beach at night in the winter and sit and look at the burned-dow… wonder why they just let it sit th… in the water.
unaccountably we are alone forever alone and it was meant to be that way, was never meant
I watched the board and the 6 drop… after a first flash of 18 from a m… of 12...two minutes to post and a… kept jamming against my back, but… I bet 20 to win and walked out to…
in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.