at high noonat a small college near the beachsoberthe sweat running down my armsa spot of sweat on the tableI flatten it with my fingerblood money blood moneymy god they…
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cimen altinda gecen 225 gunden sonra benden daha cok sey biliyor olmalisin.kanini emip bitireli epey oldu, artik bir sepetteki kuru bir cubuksun.bu isler boyle mi oluyor?bu odada hala ask saatlerinin…
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: “Chinaski, you got a following in Denver…” “yeah?” “yeah, I got a magazine and I want some poems from you…” “FUCK…
they took my man off the streetthe other dayhe wore an L.A. Rams sweatshirt withthe sleeves cutoffand under thatan army shirtprivate first classand he wore a green beretwalked very straighthe…
I’ll settle for the 6 horseon a rainy afternoona paper cup of coffeein my handa little way to go,the wind twirling outsmall wrens fromthe upper grandstand roof,the jocks coming outfor…
There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks,and outside a large green bus swerves through traffic likeinsanity sprung from a waving line; Turgenev, Turgenev,says the radio,…
sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside remembering all the times you’ve felt that way,…
poetry readings have to be some of the saddestdamned things ever,the gathering of the clansmen and clanladies,week after week, month after month, yearafter year,getting old together,reading on to tiny gatherings,still…
here comes the fishhead singinghere comes the baked potato in draghere comes nothing to do all day longhere comes another night of no sleephere comes the phone wringing the wrong…
it was on the 2nd floor on Coronado StreetI used to get drunkand throw the radio through the windowwhile it was playing, and, of course,it would break the glass in…