Poem Number 23211

Accouterments

Don't forget
to tuck a bottle
of 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
"Bathena" and "Maple Leaf Rag"
until Dickie Garrets opened
for breakfast, and we gorged
on fried clams and coke.
.
Style my hair like Daisey'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.
Jane

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Throw me, with dust, to the sunset. Let wolves eat me. Or plant me in Walt Whitman grass.
sg
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beauty, sadness, lifetime, longing, leaving. this is just beautiful writing Jane! ms
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