When My Soul Didn't Love Me
Once upon a sad weird
there lived a girl
who was my beautiful soul given form.
So,
of course,
I loved here a cash-registerful.
But she didn't love me a penny.
It was very sad and weird having my soul
not love me.
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