#AmericanWriters
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.
I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…
For Marcia
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
It’s night
I don’t care how God-damn smart these guys are: I’m bored. It’s been raining like hell all da… and there’s nothing to do.
La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal… Marchait sur la pointe des pieds Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g… Et dans le sac à main il y avait… Que seule a respiré la marraine de…
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…
SEA, SEA RIDER The man who owned the bookstore wa… three-legged crow on the dandelion… He was, of course, a Jew, a retir… who had been torpedoed in the Nort…
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHI… IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter t… trout fishing in America peace par… of red stickers printed and they p…
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them