With his hat on
he’s about five inches taller
than a taxicab.
THE PUDDING MASTER OF
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
There are doors
that want to be free
from their hinges to
fly with perfect clouds.
There are windows
Sometimes life is merely a matter
affords. I once read something abo
it stimulates all the organs.
I thought at first this was a stra
as time goes by I have found out t
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
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
La voyageuse qui traverse les Hal
Marchait sur la pointe des pieds
Le désespoir roulait au ciel ses g
Et dans le sac Ã main il y avait
Que seule a respiré la marraine de
I want your long blonde beauty
to be taught in high school,
so kids will learn that God
lives like music in the skin
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.