The Galilee Hitch-Hiker Part 1 Baudelaire was driving a Model A across Galilee.

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 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…

With his hat on he’s about five inches taller than a taxicab.

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

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

SANDBOX MINUS JOHN DILLINGER EQUALS WHAT? Often I return to the cover of Tr… took the baby and went down there… watering the cover with big revolv…

With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka’s hat.

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

O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival

It’s night

For Marcia

We left Little Redfish for Lake Josephus, traveling along the good names—from Stanley to Capehorn to Seafoam to the Rapid River, up Float Creek, past the Greyhound Mine and then to Lake...

I sit here, an arch-villain of rom… thinking about you. Gee, I’m sorr… I made you unhappy, but there was… I could do about it because I hav… Perhaps everything would have been…

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…