May 25, 2004

A Poem from 1968, Revised by the Ghost of Richard Brautigan, 2004 (eighth in a series)

The Hour of Eternity Hydrogenated Trans-Fats
     Part 5

“The Chinese
read the time
in the eyes
of cats,”
said Baudelaire Michael Moore
and went into
a jewelry store snack shop
on Market St.
He came out
a few moments
later carrying
a twenty-one
jewel Siamese
cat that he
wore on the
end of a
golden chain

Four double
a large tub
of onion rings,
and a chocolate
coated marshmellow
kitten that
he promptly
bit the
head off of.

Posted by Jeff G. @ 4:10pm
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  1. This is my favorite…

    You’ve capture the fury, the self-loathing, the primordial compulsion…The “I know I’m gonna die, man.  And I’m not afraid to be one kitten head closer!”

    (contemplative chewing…swallow)