Closer, Page 108.

Dan : When I get back please tell me the truth.

Alice : Why?

Dan : Because I'm addicted to it. Because without it we're animals.

She Sat Under His Classroom With The Heat And Copper.

And listened to music on a walkman, holding the floor with her hand.

Tie, Coat, Loafers On The Bed.

This Is A Giant Green Boot With A Wind-Up Key That Is The Coolest Thing That Has Ever Been.

"Oh shit! I got the shoe! I'm so invincible! Oh! Eat it, you bitch! You don't understand! I got the damn SHOE! It's the shoe! And look at how cute I am with my stupid plumber head poking out of the wind up sock! I am the cutest invincible shoe rider ever!"
Seanbaby.com

Closer, Page 94.

Larry : Yes you do, and you know something: you're
winning -- you selfish people -- it's your world.
Nice, isn't it?

Cash Fed Twin & Racker Scams, Page 161.

Insane asylums are conscious and premeditated receptacles of black magic.

And it is not only that doctors encourage magic with their inopportune and hybrid therapies, it is how they use it.

Louder, Louder.

My Name Is Ulrich Haarbürste And I Like To Write Stories About Roy Orbison Being Wrapped Up In Cling-Film.

'You are completely wrapped in cling-film,' I say.

'You win the bet,' says Roy, muffled. 'Now unwrap me.'

'Not for several hours.'

'Ah.'

Teenagers Dressed In All-White.

Drop infant fish on top of the truck's engine, turning the key.

Cash Fed Twin & Racker Scams, Page 157.

But haven't I entered it.

Entered this fucked-up jerk-off life.

Closer, Page 87 + 88.

Larry : Me and Alice ... it's nothing.

Anna : Nice nothing?

Larry : Very.

Closer, Page 76.

Larry : I hate 'Retro' and I hate the future. Where does that leave me?

Vodka & Honey - On Nodding Terms With.

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You Wonder If Jenny Plays Bass.

Cash Fed Twin & Racker Scams, Page 140.

IN THE SNIFF OF THE MUZZLE OF THE WILL.

Cash Fed Twin & Racker Scams, Page 139.

And it was always drainage for angels.

Do It, Talla.

Closer, Page 73.

WHAT D'YOU HAVE TO DO TO GET A BIT OF INTIMACY AROUND HERE?

Cash Fed Twin & Racker Scams, Page 133.

No philosophy, no question, no being,
no nothingness, no refusal, no may-be,

as for the rest

to crap, to crap;

Bud Stanhope.

Bud would be sitting bolt upright in bed, a look of stark terror on his face. His eyes wide open, he would be staring off into a corner or toward a wall. She was never sure if he was seeing something, because he never said much that was intelligible -- only babble or the occasional random word.

I Saw U Twenty In My Head.

You as a shadow on the balcony in between slats of smoke yellow, in a nearsided warm universe, past tense, sprawled, look across the alley at the church storm drain. It says, "I loved a women here once."

Intimate Details.

We Sit In The Rain.

On the roof of the cathedral, listening to wet staccato and I'm wondering why I can't remember how we met.