#Americans #XXCentury
I went to my place, started drinking. I snapped on the radio and found some classical music. I got my Coleman lantern out of the closet. I turned out the lights and sat playing with the...
a house with 7 or 8 people living in it getting up the rent. there’s a stereo never used and a set of bongos
the balance is preserved by the sn… the Santa Monica cliffs; the luck is in walking down Wester… and having the girls in a massage parlor holler at you, “Hello, Swe…
of late I’ve had this thought that this country has gone backwards or 5 de cades
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
Sunday, I am eating a grapefruit, church is over at the… Orthadox to the west. she is dark
I heard it first while screwing a… who had the biggest box in Scranton. I listened to it again as I wrote… to my mother
I was glad I had money in the Sav… Friday afternoon hungover I didn’t have a job I was glad I had money in the Sav… I didn’t know how to play a guitar
naked in that bright light the four horse falls and throws a 112-pound boy into the hooves
“I’ve made it,” she said, “I’ve c… through.” she had on new boots, pa… and a white sweater. “I know what… want now.” she was from Chicago an… had settled in L.A.’s Fairfax dis…
I had this room in front on DeLon… and I used to sit for hours in the daytime looking out the front window.
at one stage in my life I met a man who claimed to have visited Pound at St. Elizabeths. then I met a woman who not only claimed to have visited
The next day we picked up some of her stuff at this motel. There was a little dark guy in there with a wart on the side of his nose. He looked dangerous. Hector was sitting on the edge ...
That Tuesday night we were sitting at my place drinking; Tammie, me and her brother, Jay. The phone rang. It was Bobby. “Louie and his wife are down here and she’d like to meet you.” Lo...
the dream of a man is a whore with a gold tooth and a garter belt, perfumed with false eyebrows