Luyện nghe bài hát More at the striped table

downtown i walk for about a mile in squares. there were short and men behind bars.
are never clean, these men. And their dirtiness makes them objects of lust.
I think its religion that makes possible. Or sex is simply dog eat dog,
and when we set our teeth into the we are aroused.
And we have the opportunity to role on our backs, with consciousness, willing, out of costume, well,
who would throw that ticket away. I would not. I sat in the cool of these men,
and my is a pimple train, of secret running out of the left side of my eye
the more out the better i feel but where does this stuff go? i watch the governmentworkers eating.
i watch all the people in their pretty dresses with their children.
i think they think this is downtown in mexico. they think this is just a city. they know what this is down here?
so i run through the secret community of them, and i am one of them now and no longer on my knees.
there's somebody named ivan and i saw him at a party he's the guy said to stay away from.
he put an armful of into me and before the needle was out i was on the floor.
it wasn't his fault really, he was just trying to be a nice guy. everybody a big shot.

I had no at all, no shoes. I like parading , i liked walking around the empty city after everyone was in their drugless beds. Every inch of concrete was mine. I could
sit on any step. and all angry clouds were made by me. i had been kicked out of hippy all over seattle. the house on john street. 6th and john. they had me
sleeping on the roof out there. Those guys in thirties who listened to jazz all the time. The one was really nice. He argued with his room mate to let me stay. I had no
where to go. The guy said he didn't care. I'd find somewhere. Jesus, she'll end up back at ivans.

So the other room mate, he got in a hippy van with all of nicely dressed hippies. Flowers painted on the v.w., velvet, boots, the whole thing. I wished i could be a girl
like that. I was only fourteen, and no matter how many people i fucked or shots i took or cars i got into i just could not to have that power of older. All i got was more
used. not more big. I wished they'd invite me them. I wished i had friends, and nice clothes, and a place to go. care free, but rooted. When i ran away my family left the
motel where we had lived in seal beach. I could not find them now if i to.

there had been ballet lessons, drama lessons. a.a.u. swim team. i had taken and i had a guitar. i had percussion instruments. I never had to do housework.
i had to babysit every night but my mom and my dad was hardly around. i could go walking around and go to peoples houses as i liked. but i was not liked at
home. no one any one there.