#Americans #Suicide
At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage between an avocado and a fish head. I have to get out of bed to write this down without
La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal… Marchait sur la pointe des pieds Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g… Et dans le sac à main il y avait… Que seule a respiré la marraine de…
Driving through hot brushy country the late autumn, I saw a hawk crucified on a
Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair
I lift the toliet seat as if it were the nest of a bird and I see cat tracks all around the edge of the bowl.
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.
If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lo… their clothes together in a laundromat
THE COVER FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA The cover for Trout Fishing in A… late in the afternoon, a photograp… statue in San Francisco’s Washing…
Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they’re lined up for blocks, so I’ll go to bed with you. They won’t miss us.
It seemed like years before I picked a bouquet
For Marcia
We stopped at perfect days and got out of the car. The wind glanced at her hair. It was as simple as that. I turned to say something—
SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
