#AmericanWriters #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
Van Gogh cut off his ear gave it to a prostitute who flung it away in extreme
I never wear dark shades but this red head went to get a prescription filled on Hollywood… and she kept haggling and working… me, snapping and snarling.
which reminds me I shacked with Jane for 7 years she was a drunk I loved her my parents hated her
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
I didn’t see Lydia for a couple of days, although I did manage to phone her 6 or 7 times during that period. Then the weekend arrived. Her ex-husband, Gerald, always took the children o...
these boys have got class they ought to make kings out of old men rolling cigarettes in rooms small enough
having the low down blues and goin… into a restraunt to eat. you sit at a table. the waitress smiles at you. she’s dumpy. her ass is too big.
by God, I don’t know what to do. they’re so nice to have around. they have a way of playing with the balls
We ran up the long ramp. I was ca… At the escalator Tammie saw the f… “Please,” I said, “we only have f… “I want Dancy to have the money.” “All right.”
the strong men the muscle men there they sit down at the beach cocoa tans
drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end o… of wine, I have typed from a dozen… poesy an old man maddened for the flesh of young gi…
I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading, she said “yes”, “yes?” I asked. "she`s young and pretty",
little dark girl with kind eyes when it comes time to use the knife I won’t flinch and
dying has its rough edge. no escaping now. the warden has his eye on me. his bad eye. I’m doing hard time now.
A couple of nights later Becker walked in. I guess my parents gave him my address or he located me through the college. I had my name and address listed with the employment division at ...