Richard Brautigan Poems

Spinning like a ghost
on the bottom of a
top,
I'm haunted by all
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I feel horrible. She doesn't
love me and I wander around
like a sewing machine
that's just finished sewing
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I don't care how God-damn smart
these guys are: I'm bored.

It’s been raining like hell all day long
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Thinking hard about you
I got on the bus
and paid 30 cents car fare
and asked the driver for two transfers
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Just because
people love your mind,
doesn't mean they
have to have
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she tries to get things
out of men
that she can't get
because she's not
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Everybody wants to go to bed
with everybody else, they're
lined up for blocks, so I'll
go to bed with you. They won't
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I live in the Twentieth Century
and you lie here beside me. You
were unhappy when you fell asleep.
There was nothing I could do about
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Sometimes life is merely a matter of coffee and whatever intimacy a cup of coffee
affords. I once read something about coffee. The thing said that coffee is good for you;
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The sweet juices of your mouth
are like castles bathed in honey.
I've never had it done so gently before.
You have put a circle of castles
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