Nightmare and pain. Couldn’t take the city anymore.
I moved to Pittsburgh hoping to get away from today.
What I was thinking?! TV drones on & on. It happened in PA too.
Spent the day at the Warhol museum. Couldn’t enjoy a thing —
especially the Velvet Underground installation.
Remember the first time we heard White Light / White Heat
on CBGB’s jukebox?
Anyway, think I’m losing it, visions flood in all the time.
Know you love Basquiat… so here…
Can’t believe you live without a phone!
One call a month when you get in to Fairbanks?
Little Diomede?! Please!
What do you think about the Throbbing Gristle reunion?
I’ll send you a copy of TG NOW.
It’s not any better here. Miami is shallow shit.
The sun is useless. The meds are useless. I’m useless.
It’s like god damned GODOT! The more I wait and try
to move on, the less I’m able.
PLEASE VISIT. Miss you.
Had a fierce argument with Kristin last night
about which Sonic Youth album is the best.
Really?! As if…
Fucked up and messy. Later she starts in again &
pulls her Ruger out of her underwear! Bitch!
I’m driving her crazy. I’m lost.
Boston SUCKS! The snow is relentless, the nightmares
relentless, even when awake — that impossibly blue sky,
the fire clouds, that gaping maw, the pyroclastic cloud
swallowing me whole. FUCKING Relentless.
My fault. On edge.
jesus came last night – today i tell god face to face what a fuck he is
remember that baraka line – only god that bald headed faggot is responsible
stuck on the gw bridge for hours can’t text u hope u get this
cant get to the wtc site wish id never been there
traffics dead metal machine music in my head
the rivers the black blot i crave
really love u goodbye
— Jack Kerouac