she was a short onegetting fat and she had once beenbeautiful andshe drank the wineshe drank the wine in bed andtalked and screamed and cursed atmeand i told her please,…
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Making love in the sun, in the morning sunin a hotel roomabove the alleywhere poor men poke for bottles;making love in the sunmaking love by a carpet redder than our…
I sit here on the 2nd floorhunched over in yellowpajamasstill pretending to bea writer.some damned gall,at 71,my brain cells eatenaway bylife.rows of booksbehind me,I scratch my thinninghairand search for theword.…
William Saroyan said, “I ruined mylife by marrying the same womantwice.” there will always be somethingto ruin our lives,William,it all depends uponwhat or whichfinds usfirst,we are alwaysripe and readyto betaken.…
having the low down blues and goinginto a restraunt to eat.you sit at a table.the waitress smiles at you.she’s dumpy. her ass is too big.she radiates kindess and symphaty.live with…
the night I was going to dieI was sweating on the bedand I could hear the crickets and there was a cat fight outsideand I could feel my soul dropping…
They dont make it the beautiful die in flame- sucide pills,rat poison,rope what- ever… they rip their arms off, throw themselves out of windows, they pull their eyes out of…
as the poems go into the thousands yourealize that you’ve created verylittle.it comes down to the rain, the sunlight,the traffic, the nights and the days of theyears, the faces.leaving this…
sway with me, everything sad —madmen in stone houseswithout doors,lepers steaming love and songfrogs trying to figurethe sky;sway with me, sad things —fingers split on a forgeold age like breakfast…
I was shacked with a24 year old girl fromNew York City fortwo weeks- aboutthe time of the garbagestrike out there, andone night my 34 year old woman arrived andshe said,…