the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,

my mother knocked on my rooming-ho… and came in looked in the dresser drawer: Henry you don’t have any clean stockings?

I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.

consistency is terrific: shark-mouth grubby interior with an almost perfect body, long blazing hair—

We continued drinking. Cecelia had just one more and stopped. “I want to go out and look at the moon and stars,” she said. “It’s so beautiful out!” She went outside by the swimming pool...

swans die in the Spring too and there it floated dead on a Sunday sideways circling in the current

I stayed five days and nights. Then I couldn’t get it up any more. Joanna drove me to the airport. She had bought me a new piece of luggage and some new clothing. I hated that Dallas-Fo...

The boys on Dorsey station didn’t know my problems. I’d enter through the back way each night, hide my sweater in a tray and walk in to get my timecard: We had a game going, the black-w...

probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…

this time has finished me. I feel like the German troops whipped by snow and the communists walking bent with newspapers stuffed into

out of the arms of one love and into the arms of another I have been saved from dying on th… by a lady who smokes pot writes songs and stories,