Like Dead Trout

sometimes
when it rains
rainbows
trash floats
from upstream
belly up
like dead trout

today
I am a streetcorner
brautigan in berkley
& haight handing
out poetry
for free

tomorrow
without
a big brass band
parade
in Bolinas
I will leave
my key
on the desk
beside a wine-stained
copy of Zen Concrete

checking out
of this
beat motel
without a word
to my name

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6 Responses to Like Dead Trout

  1. paisley says:

    well i hope you know your way to bolinas,, as all the signs are currently down…..

  2. Paul says:

    Carefully crafted and complete. Don’t be gone long,

  3. johemmant says:

    Yes, don’t be gone long, you’ll be much missed, for you and your words.

  4. rainbows and free poetry, very nice….

  5. cruxandflux says:

    you have a great way with words…

  6. AnnieH says:

    I love the quietness of this and the feel of making decisions. Very nice. AnnieH

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