these pointless things, part 2

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in some unknown and pitch-black chasm of despair the person he had seen on times square what a beastly lover he must have made with her dark green eyes and her upturned nose she claimed to be eighteen and fooled him completely with the glittering purple sheen of her lipstick if you want to get rich overnight with notes on that book about suicide some laughing and pitch-black chasms of despair an angel would hover over them with their pale blue eyes and runny noses and the angels would laugh and sigh because they wanted to get rich overnight and didn't want me around making strange beastly noises i was the person they had seen in times square lurking outside the automat caressing the world with my pale green eyes and taking notes on the suicidal persons running from their beastly demon lovers who claimed to be eighteen and work for the police but were only hanging out in times square noticing all the pointless little things in the flickering pitch-black chasms of despair which finally affected even the hovering angels "who gave you the right to laugh at me?" he stayed away from the restaurant sources: too late for tears, by roy huggins; escape, by ethel vance; vengeance is mine, by mickey spillane; kiss me, deadly, by mickey spillane; waltz into darkness, by cornell woolrich; city of night, by john rechy; the price of salt, by patricia highsmith; highsmith - a romance of the 1950s, by marijane meaker; the farther shore, by robert m coates; the beautiful room is empty, by edmund white; the dust of suns, by raymond roussel; the mountain lion, by jean stafford; boston adventure, by jean stafford