I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.
The Beautiful Poem, by Richard Brautigan '' I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you. Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at my pe nis affectionately. Knowing it has been inside you twice today makes me feel beautiful. '' 3 A.M. January 15,1967
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
saying the truth.. I can't see it as a real 'piece of art'.. ;)