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209 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1954
All of a sudden something seemed to snap inside of my head. It was just like I wasn't anymore, like I'd just shriveled up and disappeared. And in my place there was nothing but a deep hole, a deep black hole, with a light shining down from the top.
we smoked the hay. we started sniffing the snow... guzzle the juice and puff the mary and sniff the c... we did that and then we went on the h. we started riding the main line... we were blind, too paralysed to feel, too numb. but everything began to get beautiful.
Lonesome, he said. The man said I looked lonesome. And I had all kinds of company. All kinds. All dead. All jumping up in front of me wherever I looked, all laughing and crying and singing in my mind.