A Boat

Richard BrautiganRichard Brautigan

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O beautiful
was the werewolf
in his evil forest.
We took him
to the carnival
and he started
crying
when he saw
the Ferris wheel.
Electric
green and red tears
flowed down
his furry cheeks.
He looked
like a boat
out on the dark
water.
Richard Brautigan
About the poet

Richard Brautigan

1935 - 1982/AmericanBorn on January 30th, 1935 in Tacoma, Washington, little is known of his childhood but it is rumored it was a troubled one. Somewhere around 1955-1958, Richard moved to San Francisco, California and became involved in the Beat Movement. In…

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