Two days left in NPM. Another poem from Richard Brautigan. Some of his poems were dedicated to various women in his life. This one is for Marcia. I wonder where Marcia is today?
I Live in the Twentieth Century* by Richard Brautigan
I live in the Twentieth Century
and you lie here beside me. You
were unhappy when you fell asleep.
There was nothing I could do about
it. I felt helpless. Your face
is so beautiful that I cannot stop
to describe it, and there;s nothing
I can do to make you happy while
*Previously published in "The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster."