Alan Catlin

Richard Brautigan's Last Hurrah


"I don't know why I wanted to
have a photograph of me and a
chicken in Hawaii." R.B.,
“An Unfortunate Woman”

There are
times

when the only
thing

between us
and death

is an incongruous
image
like

A Mexican
sombrero
balanced

at a rakish
angel on a
medieval suit

of armor

or an empty
shot glass
held out

in the extended
hand of a
mechanical monkey

or
of a bald ceramic
Shirley Temple

Pull-the-chord
she-sings-
doll

crooning
Melancholy Baby

or a chambered
round in a
handgun resting

beside a defunct
cuckoo clock

on a bullet
riddled mantle
piece

bent clock hands
stuck on four
thirty

Or
an installation
of empty

Black Jack                  
Daniels

bottles laid out
in a row
balanced side by side

spent sparklers
and dried flowers

completing the picture
entitled:

DO NOT DISTURB
the artist
is resting



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