#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
After dinner we came back and we talked. She was a health food addict and didn’t eat meat except for chicken and fish. It certainly worked for her. “Hank,” she said, “tomorrow I’m going...
the lady has me temporarily off th… and now the pecker stands up better. however, things change overnight— instead of listening to Shostakovi…
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry
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 ...
he’s 17 . mother, he said, how do I crack an egg? all right, she said to me, you don… sit there looking like that.
he carried a piece of carbon, a blade and a whip and at night he feared his head and covered it with blankets
An old man asked me for a cigarett… and I carefully dealt out two. Been lookin’ for job. Gonna stand in the sun and smoke.” He was close to rags and rage
it is like this when you slip down, done like a wound-up victrola (you remember those?) and you go downtown
sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
feet of cheese coffeepot soul hands that hate poolsticks eyes like paperclips I prefer red wine
terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat
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...
That evening the phone rang. It was Mercedes. I had met her after giving a poetry reading at Venice Beach. She was about 28, fair body, pretty good legs, a blonde about 5~feet-5, a blue...
good weather is like good women— it doesn’t always happen and when it does