#Americans #XXCentury #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
she sits up there drinking wine while her husband is at work. she puts quite
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....
they talk down through the centuries to us, and this we need more and more, the statues and paintings in midnight age
liked D . H. Lawrence he could get so indignant he snapped and he ripped with wonderfully energetic sentenc… he could lay the word down
during my worst times on the park benches in the jails or living with whores
majestic, magic infinite my little girl is sun on the carpet—
no one is sorry I am leaving, not even I; but there should be a minstrel or at least a glass of wine. bothers the young most, I think:
I feel gypped by dunces as if reality were the property of little men with luck and a headstart, and I sit in the cold
one of the first actors to play Ta… Motion Picture Home. he’d been there for years waiting… he spent much of his time running in and out of the wards
I get too many phone calls. they seek the creature out. they shouldn’t.
But then it began raining again. The Stone had me out on a thing called Sunday Collection, and if you’re thinking of church, forget it. You picked up a truck at West Garage and a clipbo...
sun-stroked women without men on a Santa Monica Monday; the men are working or in jail or insane;
I don’t know how many bottles of b… I have consumed while waiting for… to get better. I don’t know how much wine and whi… and beer
I got in the shower and burned my balls last Wednesday. met this painter called Spain, no, he was a cartoonist,
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronad… I used to get drunk and throw the radio through the wi… while it was playing, and, of cour… it would break the glass in the wi…