Magical Mystery Tour I am in this low-slung sports car

painted a deep, rich yellow

driving under an Italian sun.

I have a British accent.... more »

What Can We Do? at their best, there is gentleness in Humanity.

some understanding and, at times, acts of

courage

but all in all it is a mass, a glob that doesn't... more »

The Worst And The Best in the hospitals and jails

it's the worst

in madhouses

it's the worst... more »

The Shoelace a woman, a

tire that’s flat, a

disease, a

desire: fears in front of you,... more »

Layover Making love in the sun, in the morning sun

in a hotel room

above the alley

where poor men poke for bottles;... more »

Something For The Touts, The Nuns, The Grocery Clerks, And You . . . we have everything and we have nothing

and some men do it in churches

and some men do it by tearing butterflies

in half... more »

Now I sit here on the 2nd floor

hunched over in yellow

pajamas

still pretending to be... more »

The House They are building a house

half a block down

and I sit up here

with the shades down... more »

Splash the illusion is that you are simply

reading this poem.

the reality is that this is

more than a... more »

The Night I Was Going To Die the night I was going to die

I was sweating on the bed

and I could hear the crickets... more »

It Was Just A Little While Ago almost dawn

blackbirds on the telephone wire

waiting

as I eat yesterday's... more »

Finished? the critics now have me

drinking champagne and

driving a BMW

and also married to a... more »

Working Out Van Gogh cut off his ear

gave it to a

prostitute

who flung it away in... more »

Here I Am ... drunk again at 3 a.m. at the end of my 2nd bottle

of wine, I have typed from a dozen to 15 pages of

poesy

an old man... more »

Three Oranges first time my father overheard me listening to

this bit of music he asked me,

"what is it?"

"it's called Love For Three Oranges,"... more »

Sleep she was a short one

getting fat and she had once been

beautiful and

she drank the wine... more »

It's Ours there is always that space there

just before they get to us

that space

that fine relaxer... more »

Show Biz I can't have it

and you can't have it

and we won't

get it... more »

Shoes when you're young

a pair of

female

high-heeled shoes... more »

Sway With Me sway with me, everything sad -

madmen in stone houses

without doors,

lepers steaming love and song... more »

Poetry Reading poetry readings have to be some of the saddest

damned things ever,

the gathering of the clansmen and clanladies,... more »

I Like Your Books In the betting line the other

day

man behind me asked,

"are you Henry... more »

The Crunch too much too little



too fat

too thin... more »

These Things these things that we support most well

have nothing to do with up,

and we do with them

out of boredom or fear or money... more »

No. 6 I'll settle for the 6 horse

on a rainy afternoon

a paper cup of coffee

in my hand... more »

His Wife, The Painter There are sketches on the walls of men and women and ducks,

and outside a large green bus swerves through traffic like

insanity sprung from a waving line; Turgenev, Turgenev,

says the radio, and ...... more »

Young In New Orleans starving there, sitting around the bars,

and at night walking the streets for

hours,

the moonlight always seemed fake... more »

On Going Back To The Street After Viewing An Art Show they talk down through

the centuries to us,

and this we need more and more,

the statues and paintings... more »

Love &Amp; Fame &Amp; Death it sits outside my window now

like and old woman going to market;

it sits and watches me,

it sweats nevously... more »

What A Writer what i liked about e.e. cummings

was that he cut away from

the holiness of the

word... more »

So Now? the words have come and gone,

I sit ill.

the phone rings, the cats sleep.

Linda vacuums.... more »

Question And Answer he sat naked and drunk in a room of summer

night, running the blade of the knife

under his fingernails, smiling, thinking

of all the letters he had received... more »

Trapped don't undress my love

you might find a mannequin:

don't undress the mannequin

you might find... more »

Hot she was hot, she was so hot

I didn't want anybody else to have her,

and if I didn't get home on time... more »

Writing often it is the only

thing

between you and

impossibility.... more »

My Computer "what?" they say, "you got a

computer?"



it's like I have sold out to... more »