-
imageimmanence likes this
-
lordhemp420 likes this
-
oh-girl-among-the-roses likes this
-
sisypheenne likes this
-
nick-the-stripper likes this
-
nopeeeeeeeeeee likes this
-
sosoz likes this
-
deathbeds likes this
-
newbornnebulae likes this
-
fiiyawata likes this
-
fiiyawata reblogged this from fuckyeahrichardbrautigan
-
rustandstardust likes this
-
goldenoise reblogged this from fuckyeahrichardbrautigan
-
blandciaga likes this
-
fuckyeahrichardbrautigan posted this
A Head full of Diamonds With Shoes filled of Stone
Archive/RSS/Ask/Submit
Generally by the time you are real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you’re real, you can’t be ugly, except to the people who don’t understand.
A Mid-February Sky Dance
Dance toward me, please, as
if you were a star
with light-years piled
on top of your hair,
smiling,
and I will dance toward you
as if I were darkness
with bats piled like a hat
on top of my head.
