9/18

<western lands or place of dead roads>
131 before 2nd space
158

“a fixed image is a basic mortality error”

165 marked
174

“there is not a dream of man that hollywood hasn’t cooked down to a hideous travesty

185 first para

9/20

sitting on the porch in the september sun — year wearing thin — time running out — reading last of place of dead roads
feel like doing nothing —

300 3rd full “the door …
301 last full underlined — but i don’t know — so many great lines for certain occasions —

read the same books over and over again — or write something —
fragments of — the question is what?  or perhaps who?