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
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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