Author Richard Brautigan 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. Tags love love poem love poems love poems for her love poetry poems about love romantic poems Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 Average: 5 (1 vote) Rate Reviews Post review No reviews yet. Log in or register to post comments