#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
ah, Merryman, fighter on the docks, killed a man while they were unloa… bananas. mean the man he killed
the other day I’m out at the track betting Early Bird that’s when you bet at the track before it opens)
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.
drive to the beach at night in the winter and sit and look at the burned-dow… wonder why they just let it sit th… in the water.
a woman, a tire that’s flat, a disease, a desire: fears in front of you, fears that hold so still
red-eyed and dizzy as I the bird came flying all the way from Egypt at 5 o’clock in the morning, and Maria almost stumbled on her s…
I can remember starving in a small room in a strange city shades pulled down, listening to classical music I was young I was so young it hur…
neither does this mean the dead are at the door begging bread before
has been going on for some time. there is this young waitress where… at the racetrack. how are you doing today?” she asks… winning pretty good,” I reply.
Making love in the sun, in the mor… in a hotel room above the alley where poor men poke for bottles; making love in the sun
this woman keeps phoning me even though I tell her I am livin… I love. I keep hearing noises in the envir… she phones,
I have lain in bed all day but I have written one poem and I am up now looking out the window and like a novelist might say
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…
Four or five days passed. The phone rang. It was Tammie. “Listen, Hank. You know that little bridge you cross in your car when you drive to my mother’s place?” “Well, right by there the...
the cops want me to come down and… some guy who tried to rape me. I’ve lost the key to my car again;… the key to open the door but not t… to start it.