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Love Poem It's so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
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I drank coffee and read old books and waited for the year to end.
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she told herself. Also, she had made a promise to herself that she intended on keeping. She was never going to go out with another writer: no matter how charming, sensitive, inventive or fun they could be. They weren't worth it in the long run. They were emotionally too expensive and the upkeep was complicated. They were like having a vacuum cleaner around the house that broke all the time and only Einstein could fix it. She wanted her next..
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poetry
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writers
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Finding is losing something else. I think about, perhaps even mourn, what I lost to find this
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Karma Repair Kit Items 1-4. 1.Get enough food to eat, and eat it. 2.Find a place to sleep where it is quiet, and sleep there. 3.Reduce intellectual and emotional noise until you arrive at the silence of yourself,
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I'll tell you about it because I am here and you are distant.
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My Name "I guess you are kind of curious as to who I am, but I am one of those who do not have a regular name. My name depends on you. Just call me whatever is in your mind. If you are thinking about something that happened a long time ago: Somebody asked you a question and you did not know the answer. That is my name. Perhaps it was raining very hard. That is my name. Or somebody wanted you to do something. You did it. Then they told you w..
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Boo, Forever Spinning like a ghost on the bottom of a top, I'm haunted by all the space that I will live without you.
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Richard Brautigan |
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Money is sad shit
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I'll affect you slowly as if you were having a picnic in a dream. There will be no ants. It won't rain.
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rain
romance
dream
love
picnic
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In Watermelon Sugar the deeds were done and done again as my life is done in watermelon sugar.
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Richard Brautigan |
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I feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000
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Richard Brautigan |
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One day
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Excuse me, I said. I thought you were a trout stream. I'm not, she said.
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Richard Brautigan |
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I saw thousands of pumpkins last night come floating in on the tide, bumping up against the rocks and rolling up on the beaches; it must be Halloween in the sea
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Richard Brautigan |
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The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster When you take your pill it's like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside you.
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Richard Brautigan |
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My God, ma'am, you're so pretty I'd walk ten miles barefooted on a freezing morning to stand in your shit.
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Richard Brautigan |
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Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved, but too many times she slept like a mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silence of her dreams.
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poetry
love
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Your Catfish Friend If I were to live my life in catfish forms in scaffolds of skin and whiskers at the bottom of a pond and you were to come by one evening when the moon was shining down into my dark home and stand there at the edge of my affection and think, "It's beautiful here by this pond. I wish somebody loved me," I'd love you and be your catfish friend and drive such lonely thoughts from your mind and suddenly you would be at pe..
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Richard Brautigan |
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All girls should have a poem written for them even if
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the sweet juices of your mouth are like castles bathed in honey. i've never had it done so gently before. you have put a circle of castles around my penis and you swirl them like sunlight on the wings of birds.
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The Beautiful Poem" I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you. Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at my penis affectionately. Knowing it has been inside you twice today makes me feel beautiful."
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sex
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Richard Brautigan |
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I'm haunted by all the space that I
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He created his own Kool Aid reality and was able to illuminate himself by it.
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The bookstore was a parking lot for used graveyards. Thousands of graveyards were parked in rows like cars. Most of the books were out of print, and no one wanted to read them any more and the people who had read the books had died or forgotten about them, but through the organic process of music the books had become virgins again.
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Richard Brautigan |
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We walked back to iDEATH, holding hands. Hands are very nice things, especially after they have travelled back from making love.
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love
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For fear you will be alone
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loneliness
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If you will die for me, I will die for you and our graves will be like two lovers washing their clothes together in a laundromat
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Like some kind of strange vacuum cleaner I tried to console him. I recited the same old litanies that you say to people when you try to help their broken hearts, but words can't help at all. It's just the sound of another human voice that makes the only difference. There's nothing you're ever going to say that's going to make anybody happy when they're feeling shitty about losing somebody that they love.
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He learned about life at sixteen, first from Dostoevsky and then from the whores of New Orleans.
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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.
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Gee, You're so Beautiful That It's Starting to Rain 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 and sounds like a sunshine harpsicord. I want high school report cards to look like this: Playing with Gentle Glass Things A Computer Magic A Writing Letters to Those You Love A Finding out about Fish A Marcia's Long Blonde Beauty A+!
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A Boat O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival and he started crying when he saw the Ferris wheel. Electric green and red tears flowed down his furry cheeks. He looked like a boat
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carnival
ferris-wheel
forest
werewolf
wolf
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I had become so quiet and so small in the grass by the pond that I was barely noticeable, hardly there. I sat there watching their living room shining out of the dark beside the pond. It looked like a fairy-tale functioning happily in the post-World War II gothic of America before television crippled the imagination and turned people indoors and away from living out their own fantasies with dignity. Anyway, I just kept getting smaller and s..
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I thought about it for awhile, hiding it from the rest of my mind. But I didn't ruin my birthday by secretly thinking about it too hard
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what makes you older is when your bones, muscles and blood wear out, when the heart sinks into oblivion and all the houses you ever lived in are gone and people are not really certain that your civilization ever existed.
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There was something dead in my heart. I tried to figure out what it was by the strength of the smell. I knew that it was not a lion or a sheep or a dog. Using logical deduction, I came to the conclusion that it was a mouse. I had a dead mouse in my heart.
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mouse
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I have emotions that are like newspapers that read themselves. I go for days at a time trapped in the want ads. I feel as if I am an ad for the sale of a haunted house: 18 rooms $37,000 I'm yours ghosts and all.
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poetry
past
sadness
ruins
ghosts
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God-forsaken is beautiful, too.
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Somebody should have taken him to a stationary store and pointed out the difference between an envelope and a whore.
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humour
stationary
noir
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This morning I saw a coyote walking through the sagebrush right at the very edge of the ocean -- next stop China. The coyote was acting like he was in New Mexico or Wyoming, except that there were whales passing below. That's what this country does for you. Come down to Big Sur and let your soul have some room to get outside its marrow.
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Once upon a valley There came down From some goldenblue mountains A handsome young prince Who was riding a dawncolored horse Names Lordsburg. I love you You're my breathing castle Gentle so gentle We'll live forever In the valley There was a beautiful maiden Whom the prince drifted into love with Like a New Mexico made from apple thunder and long glass beds. I love you You're my breathing castle Gentle so gentle We'll live forever Th..
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The bees in my stomach are dead and getting used to it.
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Richard Brautigan |
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The smallest snowstorm on record took place an hour ago in my back yard. It was approximately two flakes. I waited for more to fall, but that was it. The entire storm was two flakes.
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snowstorm
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