Richard Brautigan

In i-death there gathered a tribe They built a city with watermelon sugar vibes The product of A single mind The deeds he said Were done again In watermelon sugar, friend So said Richard Brautigan So said Richard Brautigan Trout fishing in the slipstream Is this an acid trip or just a dream? Imagination wears cowboy boots and jeans Imagination has burst its seams Has burst its seams Has burst its seams The deeds he said Were done again In watermelon sugar, friend So said Richard Brautigan So said Richard Brautigan Atomic fission slipping on a banana peel Too absurd to be called real Or is reality what the genius wills? What the system doesn’t catch or kill? What by spirit inside us, fulfills? The deeds he said Were done again In watermelon sugar, friend So said Richard Brautigan So said Richard Brautigan The tigers who slew progenitors Transformed us forevermore Sacred seers, knowledge keepers Predators and feral teachers The deeds he said Were done again In watermelon sugar, friend So said Richard Brautigan So said Richard Brautigan Parallel worlds, Freak flags, unfurled And book covers full of Emaciated girls The deeds he said Were done again In watermelon sugar, friend So said Richard Brautigan So said Richard Brautigan Forgotten Works In-Boil’s embrace Shadows of the human race Richard, will we really Be watched over By machines of loving grace? The deeds he said Were done again In watermelon sugar, friend So said Richard Brautigan So said Richard Brautigan