Then the supervisor moved us to a new aisle. We had been there ten hours. “Before you begin,” the soup said, "I want to tell you some– thing. Each tray of this type of mail must be stuc...

beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…

I am hung by a nail the sun melts my heart I am cousin to the snake

Lydia met me at the airport. She was horny as usual. “Jesus Christ,” she said. “I’m hot! I play with myself but it doesn’t do any good.” “Lydia, my leg is still in terrible shape. I jus...

what is it about lobsters and crab… those white-pink shells that always make me hungry just looking at them there in the butcher’s display case

listening to Wagner as outside in the dark the wind bl… trees wave and shake lights go off and on the walls creak and the… bed...

places to hunt places to hide are getting harder to find, and pet canaries and goldfish too, did you… that?

he walks up to my Volks after I have parked and rocks it back and forth grinning around his

the blue pencil of the wave shots of yellow road a steering wheel an insane woman sitting next to you

you have to have it or the walls w… in. you have to give everything up, th… away, everything away. you have to look at what you look…

here comes the fishhead singing here comes the baked potato in dra… here comes nothing to do all day l… here comes another night of no sle… here comes the phone ringing the w…

ask the sidewalk painters of Paris ask the sunlight on a sleeping dog ask the 3 pigs ask the paperboy ask the music of Donizetti

another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen