#Americans #Suicide
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHI… IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter t… trout fishing in America peace par… of red stickers printed and they p…
Hinged to forgetfulness like a door, she slowly closed out of sight, and she was the woman I loved,
ZAP! unlaid / 20 days
With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.
Three crates of Private Eye Lett… the name and drawing of a detectiv… with magnifying glass on the sides of the crates of lettuce, form a great cross in man’s imagin…
When you take your pill it’s like a mine disaster. I think of all the people lost inside of you.
This poem was found written on a p… Brautigan in a laundromat in San…
It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them
Yup. A long lazy September look in the mirror say it’s true. I’m 31
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…
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—
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…
Just because people love your mind, doesn’t mean they have to have your body,
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.
I like to think (and the sooner the better!) of a cybernetic meadow where mammals and computers live together in mutually
