nobody goes downtown anymore the plants and trees have been cut… Pershing Square the grass is brown and the street preachers are not a…

there he is: not too many hangovers not too many fights with women not too many flat tires never a thought of suicide

The rainy season began. Most of the money went for drink so my shoes had holes in the soles and my raincoat was torn and old. In any steady downpour I got quite wet, and I mean wet-down...

I saw Sara every three or four days, at her place or at mine. We slept together but there was no sex. We came close but we never quite got to it. Drayer Baba’s precepts held strong. We ...

she lived in Galveston and was int… T.M. and I went down to visit her and w… continually even though it was ver… weather

there waas a rock-and-mud slide on the Pacific Coast Highway and… detour and they directed us up int… and traffic was slow and it was ho… we were lost.

monkey feet small and blue walking toward you as the back of a building falls of… and an airplane chews the white sk…

she writes continually like a long nozzle spraying the air,

the Egyptians loved the cat were often entombed with it instead of with the women and never with the dog but now

in San Francisco the landlady, 80… Victrola up the stairway and I pl… until they beat on the walls. there was a large bucket in the ce… filled with beer and winebottles;

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…