Hinged to forgetfulnesslike a door, she slowly closed out ofsight, and she was the woman I loved, but too many times she slept likea mechanical deer in my caresses, and I ached in the metal silenceof her dreams.
Richard BrautiganAbout author
- Author's profession: Writer, Poet
- Nationality: american
- Born: January 30, 1935
- Died: October 14, 1984
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