#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
But there were some good moments. My sometime friend from the neighborhood, Gene, who was a year older than I, had a buddy, Harry Gibson, who had had one professional fight (he’d lost)....
he has on blue jeans and tennis sh… and walks with two young girls about his age. every now and then he leaps into the air and
I was always a natural slob I liked to lay upon the bed in undershirt (stained, of course) (and with cigarette holes)
I was sitting with an anarchist from Beverly Hills, Ben Solvnag, who was writing my biography when I heard her footsteps on the court walk. I knew the sound—they were always fast and fr...
listening to Bruckner on the radio wondering why I’m not half mad over the latest breakup with my latest girlfriend wondering why I’m not driving the…
I know that some night in some bedroom soon my fingers will rift
When Jonstone saw me the next 5 a.m. he spun in his swivel and his face and his shirt were the same color. But he said nothing. I didn’t care. I had been up to 2 a.m. drinking and screw...
like in a chair the color of the s… as you listen to lazy piano music and the aircraft overhead are not at war. where the last drink is as good as
more wasted days, gored days, evaporated days. more squandered days, days pissed away,
A day or so later I got a poem in the mail from Lydia. It was a long poem and it began: Come out, old troll, Come out of your dark hole, old troll, Come out into the sunlight with us an...
swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current
they’d come around and they’d ask “you finished your 2nd novel yet?” “no.”
I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...
He hinted at times that I was a bastard and I told him to listen to Brahms, and I told him to learn to paint and drink and not be dominated by women and dollars but he screamed at me, F...