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 go to bed in Los Angeles thinki… about you.

Oh, Marcia, I want your long blonde beauty to be taught in high school, so kids will learn that God lives like music in the skin

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…

Ah, you’re just a copy of all the candy bars I’ve ever eaten.

I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually

Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,

For Marcia

I live in the Twentieth Century and you lie here beside me. You were unhappy when you fell asleep. There was nothing I could do abou… it. I felt hopeless. Your face

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

This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…

ZAP! unlaid / 20 days

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…

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

WORSEWICK Worsewick Hot Springs was nothing… boards across the creek. That was… The boards dammed up the creek eno… bathtub there, and the creek flowe…