#Americans #XXCentury #1993 #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
To end up alone in a tomb of a room without cigarettes or wine— just a lightbulb
there are these small cliffs above the sea and it is night, late night; I have been unable to sleep, and with my car above me
I went with two ladies down to Venice to look for antique furniture. I parked in back of the store and went in with them.
you shoulda been at this party, I know you hate parties but you seem to be at most of them… anyhow, I took my girl, you know her—
we buy the scandal sheets at the s… get into bed and eat pretzels and… the church bells ring and the dogs… we turn on the tv and watch very b… then she goes down and brings up i…
and the sun wields mercy but like a jet torch carried to hi… and the jets whip across its sight and rockets leap like toads, and the boys get out the maps
if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?
There are sketches on the walls of… and outside a large green bus swer… insanity sprung from a waving line… says the radio, and Jane Austin,… “I am going to do her portrait on…
After nine or ten hours people began getting sleepy and falling into their cases, catching themselves just in time. We were working the zoned mail. If a letter read zone 28 you stuck it...
this is my piano. the phone rings and people ask, what are you doing? how about getting drunk with us? and I say,
We were in the air twenty minutes when she took a mirror out of her purse and began to make up her face, mostly the eyes. She worked at her eyes with a small brush, concentrating on the...
she’s young, she said, but look at me, I have pretty ankles, and look at my wrists, I have pret… wrists
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…
in junior high school Big Max was a problem. we’d be sitting during lunch hour eating our peanut butter sandwiche… and potato chips.
have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.