he came to the door one night wet… terrorized white cross-eyed tailless cat took him in and fed him and he sta… grew to trust me until a friend dr…

the soldiers march without guns the graves are empty peacocks glide in the rain down stairways march great men smi… there is food enough and rent enou…

The next thing I knew, I had a young girl from Texas on my lap. I won’t go into details of how I met her. Anyway, there it was. She was 23. I was 36. She had long blonde hair and was go...

we are gathered here now to bury her in this poem. she did not marry an unemployed wi… beat her every

if I suffer at this typewriter think how I’d feel among the lettuce— pickers of Salinas?

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…

Christmas eve, alone, in a motel room down the coast near the Pacific— hear it?

another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen

Vallejo writing about loneliness while starving to death; Van Gogh’s ear rejected by a whore;

sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,

It was about a week later around 7 a.m. I had lucked into another day off and after a double workout, I was up against Joyce’s ass, her asshole, sleeping, verily sleeping, and then the ...

people went into vacant lots and pulled up greens to cook and the men rolled Bull Durham or smoked Wings (10 a pack) and the dogs were thin and the cats were thin and the cats learned h...

blue fish, the blue night, a blue… everything is blue. and my cats are blue: blue fur, bl… blue whiskers, blue eyes. my bed lamp shines