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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