May portraits
With the rain falling
surgically against the roof,
I ate a dish of ice cream
that looked like Kafka's hat.
It was a dish of ice cream
tasting like an operating table
with the patient staring
up at the ceiling.
By Richard Brautigan
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Love most of the pics. Especially Cyrus and Seven. Brautigan’s poetic worth has always seemed over inflated to me. He was definitely of his time. I liked him when I was a hippie.