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She turns & climbs up to / Heaven. It is six months before

she reaches God's Throne. Keys hang from the mantelpiece
 

 

Me & First Woman

By Rudolph Lewis

She courts Satan with a crooked

stick when frowns smooth on her

 

face. She turns & climbs up to

Heaven. It is six months before

 

she reaches God's Throne. Keys

hang from the mantelpiece. She

 

is gone by Sunday. Butter’s cool

in her mouth. Back home, she locks

 

up everything, says nothing. She

sings, “A wood pecker makes a

 

bed go good.” I swell up like a pine

Her Elgin moves carry me down

 

into a dream, a dream I had last

night. I was broke & hungry, too

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posted 23 February 2006

 

 

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