I retrieved my Richard Brautigan books from storage in the garage and got another one, The Edna Webster Collection of Undiscovered Writings. Three in a row from when he was 21:

nothing new

There
is
nothing new
under the sun
except
you and me.



the eternal she

I gave
a girl my soul.

She looked at it.

Smiled faintly.

And dropped
it into the gutter.

Casually.

God! she had class.



a young man

Surely goodness
and mercy
shall follow me
all the days
of my life,
and I will dwell
in the house
of the Lord
forever, if the
rent isn't too high.