The Eternal She
I gave
a girl my soul.
She looked at it.
Smiled faintly.
And dropped
it into the gutter.
Casually.
God she had class.
źródło: The Edna Webster Collection of Undiscovered Writings
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tekst z archiwum "american dust" (brautiganarchives.xyz); z tomu "The Edna Webster Collection of Undiscovered Writings" (Houghton Mifflin, 1999)
14.06.2026