I saw
Kurt Vonnegut get into a kissing match with Richard Brautigan.
Kurt
was, in his own sad cynical way, into it.
“Make
love while you can.”
Richard
Brautigan could think of a million beautiful ways to describe the kissing and this
helped with the kissing but ultimately his intention was the same.
“Kiss
kiss kiss kiss,” he would say.
“Kiss
kiss kiss kiss,” Kurt agreed.