#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
It’s never quite right, he said, t… the way the music sounds, the way… written. It’s never quite right, he said, a… taught, all the loves we chase, al…
this poet he’d been drinking 2 or 3 days and he walked out on the stage and looked at that audience and he just knew he was going to do it. there was a grand piano on stage and he walke...
I was surprised the next morning when April knocked on the door. April was the one on ATD who had been at Harry Ascot’s party and who had left with the speed freak. It was 11 am. April ...
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...
and the subnormal. all through grammar school junior high high school junior college
Markov claims I am trying to stab his soul but I’d prefer his wife. put my feet on the coffee table and he says,
I still get letters in the mail, m… men in tiny rooms with factory job… living with whores or no woman at… booze and madness. Most of their letters are on lined…
it is the man you’ve never seen wh… keeps you going, the one who might arrive someday. he isn’t out on the streets or
when Whitman wrote, “I sing the b… I know what he meant I know what he wanted:
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 ...
sometimes you climb out of bed in… I’m not going to make it, but you… remembering all the times you’ve f… you walk to the bathroom, do your… in the mirror, oh my oh my oh my,…
outside my window Sunday. I am eating a grapefruit. church is over at the… Orthodox to the west.
as the orchid dies and the grass goes insane, let’s have one for the los… met an old man and a tired whore
dogs and angels are not very different. I often go to this place to eat about 2:30 in the afternoon
On Christmas I had Betty over. She baked a turkey and we drank. Betty always liked huge Christmas trees. It must have been 7 feet tall, and 1/2 as wide, covered with lights, bulbs, tins...