#Americans #XXCentury
the lilies storm my brain by god by god like nazi storm troopers! do you think I’m going tizzy?
call it love stand it up in the failing light put it in a dress pray sing beg cry laugh
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
twitching in the sheets— to face the sunlight again, that’s clearly trouble. I like the city better when the
invent yourself and then reinvent… don’t swim in the same slough. invent yourself and then reinvent… and stay out of the clutches of medioc…
absolutely sesamoid said the skeleton shoving his chalky foot upon my desk, and that was it,
We were eating meatballs and spaghetti. My problems were always discussed at dinner time. Dinner time was almost always an unhappy time. I didn’t answer my father’s question. “Henry, an...
I was coming off an affair that ha… frankly, I was sliding down into a… really feeling shitty and low when I lucked into this lady with… covered with a jeweled canopy
sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.
“I’ve made it,” she said, “I’ve c… through.” she had on new boots, pa… and a white sweater. “I know what… want now.” she was from Chicago an… had settled in L.A.’s Fairfax dis…
listen, he said, you ever seen a b… bucket? no, I told him. well, what happens is that now and… will climb up on top of the others
The riots ended, the baby calmed down, and I found ways to avoid Janko. But the dizzy spells persisted. The doctor wrote me a standing order for the green-white librium capsules and the...
had it for a year, really put in lot of bedroom time, slept upright on two pillows to keep from coughing, all the blood drained from my head
she’s not for you, man, she’s not your type, she’s erased she’s been used she’s got all the wrong
the dead can sleep they don’t get up and rage they don’t have a wife. her white face like a flower in a closed