#1993 #AmericanWriters #ThePleasuresOfTheDamned
I awaken about noon and go out to… in my old torn bathrobe. I’m hung over hair down in my eyes barefoot
smoking a cigarette and noting a m… flattened out against the wall and died as organ music from centuries back… my black radio
there he is: not too many hangovers not too many fights with women not too many flat tires never a thought of suicide
I laugh sometimes when I think ab… say Céline at a typewriter or Dostoevsky... or Hamsun...
probably from the belly button or… bed, or maybe from the mouth of th… the car crash on the avenue that l… scattered on the grass. she comes from love gone wrong und…
the acute and terrible air hangs w… as summer birds mingle in the bran… and warble and mystify the clamor of the mind… an old parrot
it’s the same as before or the other time or the time before that. here’s a cock and here’s a cunt
all of a sudden I’m a painter. a girl from Galveston gives me $50 for a painting of a man holding a candycane while floating in a darkened sky.
the rag. she sat there, glooming. I couldn’t do anything with her. it was raining. she got up and left.
yes, they begin out in a willow, I… the starch mountains begin out in… and keep right on going without re… pumas and nectarines somehow these mountains are like
since my last name was Fuch, he sa… believe the school yard was tough:… powder down my neck, threw gravel… with rubber bands in class, and ou… me names, well, one name mainly, o…
no way back to Barcelona. the green soldiers have invaded th… madmen rule Spain and during a heat wave in 1952 I b… no way back to the Rock of Gibral…
don’t undress my love you might find a mannequin: don’t undress the mannequin you might find my love.
30 dogs, 20 men on 20 horses and o… and look here, they write, you are a dupe for the state, the… you are in the ego-dream, read your history, study the monet…
in the hospitals and jails it’s the worst in madhouses it’s the worst in penthouses