01 April 2008

Send us your coordinates, we'll send a St. Bernard

Pulaski, VA

On the Elevator Going Down
--Richard Brautigan

A Caucasian gets on at
the 17th floor.
He is old, fat, and expensively
I say hello / I'm friendly.
He says, "Hi."

Then he looks very carefully at
my clothes.

I'm not expensively dressed.
I think his left shoe costs more
than everything I am wearing.

He doesn't want to talk to me
any more.

I think that he is not totally aware
that we are really going down
and there are no clothes after you have
been dead for a few thousand years.

He thinks as we silently travel
down and get off at the bottom
that we are going separate

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