Monday, July 19, 2010

Love Poem

“It’s so nice to wake up in the morning all alone and not have to tell somebody you love them when you don’t love them anymore.”

The words of American writer and poet Richard Brautigan (1935-1984), found on the wall of Haider Ackermann’s memoboard.

Brautigan died of a self-inflicted bullet wound to the head in October of 1984. Exactly a year after I was born, not that it means anything, but still...

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