#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
“your poems about the girls will s… 50 years from now when the girls a… my editor phones me. dear editor: the girls appear to be gone
I awakened to dryness and the fern… the potted plants yellow as corn; my woman was gone and the empty bottles like bled co… surrounded me with their uselessne…
there are worse things than being alone but it often takes decades to realize this and most often
Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...
I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted
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
at high noon at a small college near the beach sober the sweat running down my arms a spot of sweat on the table
—he’s a dandy —small moustache —usually sucking on a cigar he tends to lean into cars as he transacts business
we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:
the final curtain on one of the lo… musicals ever, some people claim t… seen it over one hundred times. I saw it on the tv news, that fina… flowers, cheers, tears, a thundero…
I even hear the mountains the way they laugh up and down their blue sides and down in the water the fish cry
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
very tall girl lifts her nose at m… outside a supermarket as if I were a walking garbage can; and I had no desire for her, no more desire
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon