I feel horrible. She doesn't
love me and I wander around
like a sewing machine
that's just finished sewing
a turd to a garbage can lid.

(C) Richard Brautigan
03/05/2017


Best Poems of Richard Brautigan

• 15%
• My Nose Is Growing Old
• Man
• The Wait
• Color As Beginning
• Part 3 Of Trout Fishing In America
• Boo, Forever
• Mating Saliva
• Milk For The Duck
• Poker Star
• I Live In The Twentieth Century
• Love Poem
• Part 6 Of Trout Fishing In America
• At The California Institute Of Technology
• Part 5 Of Trout Fishing In America
• Part 10 Of Trout Fishing In America
• Less Time