Woman Outside Funeral Home Lighting Up
by Jerry Ratch
If you ever find yourself outside a funeral home lighting up
contemplating the future of the unknown, contemplate this
Maybe the cigarette's wet on your lip and you are wondering why
Or in the middle of the night you are lying awake
and try saying all of your other lovers' names combined
into one long marvelous, voluptuous name
which goes crawling all over your brain like a giant caterpillar
reminding you of who you were, and when, and why
Or if you were ever lonely, or at least alone, at all. Ever
"Or in the middle of the night you are lying awake
and try saying all of your other lovers' names combined
into one long marvelous, voluptuous name
which goes crawling all over your brain like a giant caterpillar
reminding you of who you were, and when, and why"
Like this!
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fave. I really like this, Jerry.
I tried saying my other lovers' names last night, and my wife asked me to sleep on the couch.
The title was almost enough for me, but the "voluptuous name which goes crawling all over your brain like a giant caterpillar" finished me off! *
Thank you for the generous support!