Just Because (Richard Brautigan Poem)
Just because people love your mind, doesn't mean they have to have your body, too. (Richard Brautigan)
Just because people love your mind, doesn't mean they have to have your body, too. (Richard Brautigan)
Forsaken, fucking in the cold, eating each other, lost runny noses, complaining all the time like so many people that ...
When Peter Wanderwide was young He wandered everywhere he would: All that he approved was sung, And most of what ...
Who was cursed with the Sin of Pride, and Became a Boot-Black. Godolphin Horne was Nobly Born; He held the ...
The Microbe is so very small You cannot make him out at all, But many sanguine people hope To see ...
When people call this beast to mind, They marvel more and more At such a little tail behind, So large ...
Be kind and tender to the Frog, And do not call him names, As "Slimy skin," or "Polly-wog," Or likewise ...
Be kind and tender to the Frog, And do not call him names, As "Slimy skin," or "Polly-wog," Or likewise ...
I Our life is twofold; Sleep hath its own world, A boundary between the things misnamed Death and existence: Sleep ...
The greens of the Ganges delta foliate. Of heartless youth made late aware he pled: Brownies, please come. To Henry ...
Collating bones: I would have liked to do. Henry would have been hot at that. I missed his profession. As ...
Filling her compact & delicious body with chicken páprika, she glanced at me twice. Fainting with interest, I hungered back ...
If I could live again my life, In the next - I'll try, - to make more mistakes, I won't ...
I'M like some king in whose corrupted veins Flows ag?d blood; who rules a land of rains; Who, young in ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
1 It once might have been, once only: 2 We lodged in a street together, 3 You, a sparrow on ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
But do not let us quarrel any more, No, my Lucrezia; bear with me for once: Sit down and all ...
NO more wine? then we'll push back chairs and talk. A final glass for me, though: cool, i' faith! We ...
the night I was going to die I was sweating on the bed and I could hear the crickets and ...
the phone rang at 1:30 a.m. and it was a man from Denver: "Chinaski, you got a following in Denver..." ...
I don't know man trust is a precious thing a kind of humility Offer it to a snake and get ...
Many setups. At least as many falls. Winter is paralyzing the country, but not here. Here, the boys are impersonating ...
She turned her head on the pillow, and cried once more. And drawing a shaken breath, and closing her eyes, ...
You know how it is waking from a dream certain you can fly and that someone, long gone, returned and ...
They tell me that your heart has been found in Iowa, pumping along Interstate 35. Do you want it back? ...
I The bitterness. the misery, the wretchedness of childhood Put me out of love with God. I can't believe in ...
When Winchester races first took their beginning It is said the good people forgot their old Saint Not applying at ...
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer And swerving easily away, as ...
Lying in me, as though it were a white Stone in the depths of a well, is one Memory that ...
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