“where dreams go to die”



The Double-Bed Dream Gallows
Richard Brautigan

Driving through
hot brushy country
in the late autumn,
I saw a hawk
crucified on a
barbed-wire fence.

I guess as a kind
of advertisement
to other hawks,
saying from the pages
of a leading women’s

“She’s beautiful,
but burn all the maps
to your body.
I’m not here
of my own choosing.”

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