#1977 #AmericanWriters #LoveIsADogFromHell
one of the terrible things is really being in bed night after night with a woman you no longer
we talk about this film: Cagney fed this broad grapefruit faster than she could eat it and
have we gone wrong again? we laugh less and less, become more sadly sane. all we want is the absence of others.
sit on this bench and look at the sea and the freaks and the lovers. need new eyes a new mouth new pillows, a new woman.
Every night was about the same. I’d drive along the coast looking for a place to have dinner. I wanted an expensive place that wasn’t too crowded. I developed a nose for those places. I...
I can’t have it and you can’t have it and we won’t get it so don’t bet on it
beheaded in the middle of the night scratching my sides I am covered with bites kick my white legs out of the shee…
I suppose it’s raining in some Sp… while I’m feeling bad like this; I’d like to think so now.
listening to Wagner as outside in the dark the wind bl… trees wave and shake lights go off and on the walls creak and the… bed...
terror finally becomes almost bearable but never quite terror creeps like a cat crawls like a cat
The phone rang the next morning. Lydia had gone back to her place. It was Bobby, the kid who lived in the next block and worked in the porno bookstore. “Mindy’s down here. She wants you...
I still get letters in the mail, m… men in tiny rooms with factory job… living with whores or no woman at… booze and madness. Most of their letters are on lined…
I walked off the job again and the police stopped me for running a red light at Serrano… my mind was rather gone and I stood in a patch of leaves
he sat naked and drunk in a room o… night, running the blade of the kn… under his fingernails, smiling, th… of all the letters he had received telling him that
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.