POINTS ON THE GRID
George Bowering
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Blonde bouffant growing in the grave
please hide the hideous growth of gray
on her face.
Worms crawling where mine was wont
to imagine
it is agon
..............izing to imagine you.
But she is not here, she is risen
above this
and above SCREAMING SCREEN SECRETS magazine
where her murderer is revealed.
I want to know
.........................where is that bubbly bottom
those places for hands
I knew I would feel someday
having to wait for the present
..............................................I would
One day come home
to find her in my bed
pillows piled around her
perfume or her belly bare to the air around me
she would look at me with up appealing eyes
and whisper wild words of white blonde hair
fluffy
..........palpable
...........................muscular
.............................................soft
Now flattening to bone
a dead crone
a body untouched by any
save the satin streaked with dirty trails of worms
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