Friday, 16 September 2011

poet of the month: Richard Brautigan

A Boat
Richard Brautigan
 
O beautiful
was the werewolf   
in his evil forest.   
We took him
to the carnival   
and he started   
   crying
when he saw
the Ferris wheel.   
Electric
green and red tears   
flowed down
his furry cheeks.   
He looked
like a boat
out on the dark   
water. 
 

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