Dec 10, 2008 00:54
I know Richard Brautigan isn't to everyone's taste, but he cracks my ass up. I've inflicted this poem on several of you already, but those that I haven't, here ya go:
I FEEL HORRIBLE, SHE DOESN'T by Richard Brautigan
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.
poetry,
brautigan