Don't forget

to tuck a bottle

0f red wine under

the satin pillow,

for surely,

even a decaying

mouth thirsts

for robin's breasts,

and cardinals.

.

Place in my right hand,

a picture of my first love,

for a stilled heart needs

to remember it has danced

under ivory moons,

with a ragtime band playing

"Bethena", and "Maple Leaf Rag"

until Dickie Garrets' opened

for breakfast, and we gorged

on fried clams and coke.

.

Style my hair like Daisy's,

(Gatsby liked it that way),

Go light on the lipstick,

and blush- old loves

don't like their shirts

messed up.

.

I'll want my glasses-

even rotting eyes

need the rainbow

of seasons, and the virginity

of a quiet February snow.

02/24/2005

Posted on 02/25/2005
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