#AmericanWriters
THE AUTOPSY OF TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA This is the autopsy of Trout Fish… Fishing in America had been Lord… Missolonghi, Greece, and afterwar…
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…
I am standing in the cemetery at… What did Judy say? ‘God-forsaken… A very old man who has cancer on h… care of the cemetery, is raking a… manner as to almost (polish it lik…
I feel horrible. She doesn’t love me and I wander around like a sewing machine that’s just finished sewing a turd to a garbage can lid.
I don’t care how God-damn smart these guys are: I’m bored. It’s been raining like hell all da… and there’s nothing to do.
The sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. I’ve never had it done so gently b… You have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them
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.
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.
It’s a star that looks like a poker game above the mountains of eastern Oregon. There are three men playing.
Less time than it takes to say it,… of everything, there you have it.… as my fingers and some others; I’v… were willing to accpet them. I’ve… longer know what to think of suici…
Do you think of me as often as I think of you?
A trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my finger… and I remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the riv…