Brautigan’s brain
Lay in the corner.
Brautigan’s body said bitterly
“There are you happy now?”
The brain replied
“Hey man I was
Only fucking with you.
Somebody out there
Would have loved you.”
“Well they sure
As hell won’t now!”
Brautigan's penis
Yelled angrily.
“I knew I shouldn’t
Have trusted you fools
With that gun.”
Author notes
If you find this offensive I apologize. It seems edgy to me but i think richard would have said, "Go for it!"
Poets should stop committing suicide, or going mad for that matter it has become a cliche and should be avoided at all cost. Follow the example of Wallace Stephens. Have a good job. Write poems on the weekend or when you are on vacation. Love your wife. Stay away from the maid. Die in your bed an old man.
A contest entry
- Being Brautigan's Brain Again by Odds and Ends.
1100 points, ended November 9, 15 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Very impressive piece and congratulations on the silver.
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Congratulations, Budart. Intrepidly done. 
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Congratulations! -
all judges agreed that where this may have not entirely been Brautigan's style, it brought humor to his suicide.
two comments where made by judges that they could see Brautigan writing something similar where his soul rests.
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I would put this in the 'biography' category, though I think that is what his body parts would have said to one another, giving the piece a Brautigan feel; and your author's notes deserve an award all by themselves...
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I think he would have said that too...
well done!
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Sigh.
Yes, Brautigan. I know. Yes. It is not my style at all, as you know. But you did well given the genré.
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Blackly humorous. I imagine Brautigan's penis still amorous a.d.
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edgy yes, also very creative. unforgettable.
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