majestic, magic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—

a symphony orchestra. there is a thunderstorm, they are playing a Wagner overture and the people leave their seats u… and run inside to the pavilion

think of the beds used again and again to fuck in to die in. in this land

red face Texas and age he’s at an L.A. racetrack

we fought for 17 days inside that… thrusting and counter-thrusting but finally she got away and I walked outside and spit

16 years old during the depression I’d come home drunk and all my clothing— shorts, shirts, stockings—

and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college

Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;

I had been corresponding with a lady in San Francisco for several months. Her name was Liza Weston and she survived by giving dance lessons, including ballet, in her own studio. She was...

I stop my car at the signal I see her walking past the graveya… as she walks past the iron fence I can see through the iron fence and I see the headstones

a woman told a man when he got off a plane that I was dead. a magazine printed the fact that I was dead

the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and