#AmericanWriters #1973 #BurningInWaterDrowningInFlame #CrucifixInADeathhand
it is not very good to not get through whether it’s the wall the human mind
call it the greenhouse effect or w… but it just doesn’t rain like it u… I particularly remember the rains… depression era. there wasn’t any money but there w…
There was this place. It stretched over the sea, it was built over the sea. An old place, but with a touch of class. We got a room on the first floor. You could hear the ocean running d...
boy, don’t come around here tellin… can’t cut it, that they’re pitching you low and insid… they are conspiring against you, that all you want is a chance but…
am sitting on a tin chair outside… death, on stinking wings, wafts th… halls forevermore. remember the hospital stenches fro… was a boy and when I was a man and…
what you see is what you see: madhouses are rarely on display. that we still walk about and scratch ourselves and light
I tried it standing up this time. it doesn’t usually work. this time it seemed
feet of cheese coffeepot soul hands that hate poolsticks eyes like paperclips I prefer red wine
the branches break, the birds fall… the whores stand straight, the bombs stack, evening, morning, night, peanutbutter,
I could see the road ahead of me. I was poor and I was going to stay poor. But I didn’t particularly want money. I didn’t know what I wanted. Yes, I did. I wanted someplace to hide out,...
Lydia met me at the airport. She was horny as usual. “Jesus Christ,” she said. “I’m hot! I play with myself but it doesn’t do any good.” “Lydia, my leg is still in terrible shape. I jus...
it was up in San Francisco after my poetry reading. it had been a nice crowd I had gotten my money I had this place upstairs
I went upstairs to 409, had a stiff scotch and water, took some money out of the top drawer, went down the steps, got in my car and drove to the racetrack. I got there in time for the f...
I suppose like any other boy I had one best friend in the neigh… his name was Eugene and he was big… than I was and one year older. Eugene used to whip me pretty good…
I went to my place, started drinking. I snapped on the radio and found some classical music. I got my Coleman lantern out of the closet. I turned out the lights and sat playing with the...