#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
Either peace or happiness, let it enfold you when I was a young man I felt these things were dumb, unsophisticated.
in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.
I cross the room to the last wall the last window the last pink sun with its arms around the world
old Butch, they fixed him the girls don’t look like much anymore. when Big Sam moved out of the back
That night I gave another bad reading. I didn’t care. They didn’t care. If John Cage could get one thousand dollars for eating an apple, I’d accept $500 plus air fare for being a lemon....
around 2 a.m. in my small room after turning off the poem machine for now
drunk and writing poems at 3 a.m. what counts now is one more tight
you’re a beast, she said your big white belly and those hairy feet. you never cut your nails and you have fat hands
the centerfielder turns rushes back reaches up his glove and
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
you consult psychiatrists and phil… when things aren’t going well and whores when they are. the whores are there for young boy… men; to the young boys they say,
I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.
I was sitting next to a young girl who didn’t know her scheme very well. “Where does 2900 Roteford go?" she asked me. "Try throwing it to 33," I told her. “You say you’re from Kansas Ci...
there is always that space there just before they get to us that space that fine relaxer the breather
a woman told a man when he got off a plane that I was dead. a magazine printed the fact that I was dead