Richard Brautigan

The petals of the vagina unfoldlike Christopher Columbustaking off his shoes
Is there anything more beautifulthan the bow of a shiptouching a new world

Everybody wants to go to bed with everybody else, they'relined up for blocks, so I'll go to bed with you
They won't miss us

Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffeeaffords
I once read something about coffee
The thing said that coffee is good for you;it stimulates all the organs
I thought at first this was a strang...

Beautiful, sobbing high-geared fucking and then to lie silently like deer tracks in the freshly-fallen snow beside the one you love
That's all

Oh,
Marcia,
I want your long blonde beautyto be taught in high school,so kids will learn that Godlives like music in the skinand sounds like a sunshine harpsicord
I want high school report cards to look like this:

Spinning like a ghoston the bottom of atop,
I'm haunted by allthe space that Iwill live withoutyou

Forsaken, fucking in the cold, eating each other, lost runny noses, complaining all the time like so many people that we know

I don't care how God-damn smartthese guys are:    I'm bored
It's been raining like hell all day longand there's nothing to do
Written January 24, 1967while poet-in-residence atthe California Institute of Technology

Forget love I want to die in your yellow hair

I like to think (andthe sooner the better
)of a cybernetic meadowwhere mammals and computerslive together in mutuallyprogramming harmonylike pure watertouching clear sky
I like to think(right now, please
)of a cybernetic forestfille...

I am standing in the cemetery at Byrds,
Texas
What did Judy say
"God-forsaken is beautiful, too

At 1:30 in the morning a fart smells like a marriage betweenan avocado and a fish head
I have to get out of bedto write this down withoutmy glasses on