I feel horrible. She doesn’t
love me and I wander around
like a sewing machine
that’s just finished sewing
a turd to a garbage can lid.

Analysis, meaning and summary of Richard Brautigan's poem I Feel Horrible. She Doesn’t

1 Comment

  1. Derek says:

    I know how he feels. I can relate to this poem.

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