I'm A Fan

[greenstorm]

...but not usually of Richartd Brautigan. Nonetheless, I like this one a lot.

Deer Tracks - Richard Brautigan

Beautiful, sobbing
high-geared fucking
and then to lie silently
like deer tracks in the
freshly-fallen snow beside
the one you love.
That's all.

While I'm at it, here's most of a poem by Maggie Estep, with the last bit that I don't like left off.

FUCK ME - Maggie Estep

FUCK ME
I'm all screwed up so
FUCK ME.

FUCK ME
and take out the garbage
feed the cat and FUCK ME
you can do it, I know you can.

FUCK ME
and theorize about
Sado Masochism's relationship
to classical philosophy
tell me how this stimulates
the fabric of most human relationships,
I love that kind of pointless intellectualism
so do it again and
FUCK ME.

Stop being logical
stop contemplating
the origins of evil
and the beauty of death
this is not a TV movie about Plato sex life,
this is FUCK ME
so FUCK ME

It's the pause that refreshes
just add water and
FUCK ME.

Yeah. I do have some sex lined up in the relatively near future and I'll stop with this stuff then. Don't worry.

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Deer Tracks

[koppermoon.livejournal.com]

When I was in the Sally Ann in Whitehorse, I picked up (and almost bought) a copy of Rommel Drives On Deep into Egypt and it fell open at that poem.

It does say it all, doesn't it?