The Shenevertakesherwatchoff Poem
For Marcia
Because you always have a clock
strapped to your body, it's natural
that I should think of you as the
correct time:
with your long blonde hair at 8:03,
and your pulse-lightning breasts at
11:17, and your rose-meow smile at 5:30,
I know I'm right.
poem by Richard Brautigan
Added by Dan Costinaş
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