Epilog on a Marriage She turned into my mother and I my father So we fought a lot Slept in separate rooms Spoke only when spoken to. Said never more then had to be said. Touched only at wedding’s when we danced with each other and gave advice to the new brides and grooms on how to stay married so long.
37 ways The old lady once flushed a twenty-five dollar bag of smack on me. We were fighting over my habit; which believe me, I had under control! I could’ve killed her! Not that I couldn’t score some more. Real life isn’t the movie Panic in Needle Park. There’s always more somewhere if your a working junkie, but, I could’ve kil
361 Cholesterol Don’t wanna know don’t care! Let it hit me over the head like I was some dumb cowboy riding the range sleeping under the stars rolling his own cigarettes washing down stake & eggs with strong black campfire coffee, drinking tequila out of a bottle sucking a lemon & licking salt off his hand, stroking out and dying there. While his stupid horse starves to death<
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1967 to 68 I don’t know how many people Cooke and I killed that year we were together crisscrossing that country, but I’m sure it must be in the three digits. Anyway I know I’m not going to heaven cause of it, and Cooke even if he says he’s found God like he says he has now and don’t ask me to explain that one. He isn’t going either.
Cure for the blues. When his life was just about over he sat there in that 8 by 7 room with a view of an empty parking lot pressing that Godforsaken button hanging on side of his bed waiting for a nurses aid, hopefully the bald male one with the ring in his ear to take him to the bathroom. Sure he could’ve used the bedpan wiped his own ass with tissues left on the end table for such a
Miss Schroder came to the fruit store I worked in after school, bought some apples bananas a pound & a half of escarole (on special) three great-fruits though they were 5 for a dollar. Benny, the bosses son waited on her, wrote the prices on the bag, then added them up. I’m sure if he knew she was my teacher he’d double check the math & not have called her babe! </fo
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