Friday, November 15, 2013

Your Catfish Friend...........................

If I were to live my life 
in catfish forms
in scaffolds of skin and whiskers 
at the bottom of a pond 
and you were to come by 
     one evening 
when the moon was shining 
down into my dark home 
and stand there at the edge 
      of my affection 
and think, "It's beautiful 
here by this pond. I wish 
somebody loved me," 
I'd love you and be your catfish 
friend and drive such lonely 
thoughts from your mind 
and suddenly you would be 
      at peace, 
and ask yourself, "I wonder
 if there are any catfish 
in this pond? It seems like 
a perfect place for them."

-Richard Brautigan

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