The Beautiful Poem
by Richard Brautigan
by Richard Brautigan
I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking
about you.
Pissing a few monents ago
I looked down at my penis
affectionately.
Knowing it has been inside
you twice today makes me
feel beautiful.
3 A.M.January 15, 1967
*I read this to a friend a while back, they thought it was gross.
And I, the Virgin Mary, thought it was lovely.
What do YOU think?
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