I keep thinking it will be outside now waiting for me blue front bumper twisted

We had another fight. Later I was back at my place but I didn’t feel like sitting there alone and drinking. The night harness racing meet was on. I took a pint and went out to the track...

they stop out front here looks as if the car is on fire the smoke blazes blue from the hoo… the motor sounds like cannon shots the car humps wildly

sleepy now at 4 a.m. hear the siren of a white ambulance,

Back in L.A., there was almost a week of peace. Then the phone rang. It was the owner of a Manhattan Beach nightclub, Marty Seavers. I had read there a couple of times before. The club ...

I saw a vacancy sign in the window in front of a rooming-house, had the cabby pull up. I paid him and walked up on the front porch, rang the bell. I had one black eye from the fight, an...

we were in bed and she started to fight: “you son of a bitch! you just wait… I’ll get you!” I began laughing:

I saw her when I was in the left… going east on Sunset. she was sitting with her legs crossed reading a paperback.

like the fox run with the hunted and if I’m not the happiest man on earth

vain vanilla ladies strutting while van Gogh did it to himself. girls pulling on silk hose

They are building a house half a block down and I sit up here with the shades down listening to the sounds,

she’s not for you, man, she’s not your type, she’s erased she’s been used she’s got all the wrong

don’t worry about rejections, pard… I’ve been rejected before. sometimes you make a mistake, taki… the wrong poem