With his hat on
he’s about five inches taller
than a taxicab
— Richard Brautigan
With his hat on
he’s about five inches taller
than a taxicab
— Richard Brautigan
(For Marcia)
Your necklace is leaking
and blue light drips
from your beads to cover
your beautiful breasts
with a clear African dawn.
I feel horrible. She doesn’t
love me and I wander around
the house like a sewing machine
that’s just finished sewing
a turd to a garbage can lid
— Richard Brautigan