John F. Kennedy flower knocks upo… shot through the neck; the gladiolas gather by the dozens… India dripping into Ceylon;

I got up for a glass of water and as I walked into the kitchen I saw Picasso walk up to Joyce and lick her ankle. I was barefooted and she didn’t hear me. She had on high heels. She loo...

The next day in bed I got tired of waiting for the airplanes and I found a large yellow notebook that had been meant for high school work. It was empty. I found a pen. I went to bed wit...

Again I was on a new route. The Stone always put me on hard routes, but now and then, due to the circumstances of things, he was forced to place me on one less murderous. Route 511 was ...

as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore

here I’ll be 55 in a week. what will I write about

of late I’ve had this thought that this country has gone backwards or 5 de cades

the waste of words continues with a stunning persistence as the waiter runs by carrying the… tray

are more beautiful than movie stars and they lounge on the lawn sunbathing

There were times when Frank and I were friendly with Chuck, Eddie and Gene. But something would always happen (usually I caused it) and then I would be out, and Frank would be partly ou...

I took Tammie. We got there a little early and went to a bar across the street. We got a table. “Now don’t drink too much, Hank. You know how you slur your words and miss your lines whe...

outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.

in grievous deity my cat walks around he walks around and around with electric tail and

think of the beds used again and again to fuck in to die in. in this land