2002-01-11 / 10:27 am |
richard brautigan: 1.)punitive ghosts like steam-driven tennis courts: punitive ghosts like steam-driven tennis courts haunt the apples in my nonexistent orchard. i remember when there were just worms out there and they danced in moonlit cores on warm september nights. and
2.)yes, the fish music: a trout-colored wind blows through my eyes, through my fingers, and i remember how the trout used to hide from the dinosaurs when they came to drink at the river. the trout hid in subways, castles and automobiles. they waited patiently for the dinosaurs to go away. |