Hinged to forgetfulness 
like a door, 
she slowly closed out of 
sight, 
and she was the woman I loved, 
but too many times she slept like 
a mechanical deer in my caresses, 
and I ached in the metal silence 
of her dreams.

Poet: Richard Brautigan
Poem: Hinged To Forgetfulness Like A Door
Year: Published/Written in 1950

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