#AmericanWriters #1977 #LoveIsADogFromHell
in the earliest possible day in the blue-headed noon I will telegraph you a boney hand decorated with
the German hotel was very strange… double doors to the rooms, very th… looked the park and the vasser ter… it was usually too late for breakf… would be everywhere changing sheet…
now the territory is taken, the sacrificial lambs have been sl… as history is scratched again on t… as the bankers scurry to survive, as the young girls paint their hun…
there are beasts in the salt shake… and airdromes in the coffeepot. my mother’s hand is in the bag dra… and from the backs of spoons come the cries of tiny tortured animals…
An old man asked me for a cigarett… and I carefully dealt out two. Been lookin’ for job. Gonna stand in the sun and smoke.” He was close to rags and rage
Style is the answer to everything. A fresh way to approach a dull or… To do a dull thing with style is p… To do a dangerous thing with style… Bullfighting can be an art
another bed another woman more curtains another bathroom another kitchen
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
she reads to me from the New York… which I don’t buy, don’t know how they get in here, but it’s something about the Mafia one of the heads of the Mafia
I have been hanging here headless for so long that the body has forgotten
Office of Postmaster—United States Post Office—January 1, 1970 The attention of all employees is directed to the Code of Ethics for postal employees as set forth in Part 742 of the Post...
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
there are these small cliffs above the sea and it is night, late night; I have been unable to sleep, and with my car above me
“what?” they say, “you got a computer?” it’s like I have sold out to the enemy. I had no idea so many
the lair of the hunted is hidden in the last place you’d ever look and even if you find it you won’t believe