I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.
Pissing a few moments ago
I looked down at my penis
affectionately.
Knowing it has been inside
you twice today makes me
feel beautiful.
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From guest odds and ends (contact)
I think that so many people compare his fiction and poetry. It has been my experience that with most writers, fiction and poetry are separate. I think the same was true with Brautigan. I think that his poetry was more... intimate... emotionally and mentally. I think this particular piece is sweet. What better way to honestly say that you are thinking of someone. It was an honest thought in an honest moment that he shared. Is that not poetry in its truest form? Honesty? I think he is worth delving into. -
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His writing is very self serving too much so for my taste in readn erotica. Kind of leaves me with feeling yucky and used.lmao
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Ok, so his poetry wasn't always as good as his fiction. That was Brautigan, pushing the envelope, usually with a sly grin, knowing what he wrote would be seen as left of center. No, I don't find it beautiful or particularly meaningful. It lacks the originality and humor of his fiction. But we all have our different levels of comfort. Brautigan just took me (and often did) beyond mine, but usually he rewards you with something seemingly tangible, an "ah ha!" moment, but not here, not for me.
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From guest sooz (contact)
this is beautiful, succinct, a moment in the mind of a man in love. I felt beautiful reading it. -
On first reading it appears crude but when one reads the deeper meaning - it really is a wonderful thought.
Von -
This poem is so amazing.
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