It seemed
like years
before
I picked
a bouquet

Oh, pretty girl, you have trapped
yourself in the wrong body.Twenty
extra pounds hang like a lumpy
tapestry on your perfect mammal na
Three months ago you were like a

Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing
boards across the creek. That was
The boards dammed up the creek eno
bathtub there, and the creek flowe
invited like a postcard to the oce

I don’t know what it is,
but I distrust myself
when I start to like a girl
a lot.

Forget love
I want to die
in your yellow hair

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

THE PUDDING MASTER OF
STANLEY BASIN
Tree, snow and rock beginnings, th
lake promised us eternity, but the
thousands of silly minnows, swimmi

WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHI
In San Francisco around Easter t
trout fishing in America peace par
of red stickers printed and they p
foreign cars, and on means of nati

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—

THE HUNCHBACK TROUT
The creek was made narrow by littl
too close together. The creek was
booths in a row with high Victoria
taken off and all the backs of the