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[I) July 10th, 1993]
Jane`s clenched legs writhe. Soot dress dance flannel
sheets. Inane lush that can`t decide, but I`m snared
here. I wake flustered in her bedroom that I can`t
escape. I weep here`s something that can never change.
This marriage is make believe. Cook slop meal; and
sew t-shirt; and wash my plate; and make bunk bed. I
never asked these things, because Jane`s now dead.
Jane`s found dead, long dead. Left me to this lonely bed.
Hoard of locust mad.
[II) September 17th, 1995]
Jane floats down the aisle. Voluptuous cream
wedding dress. Family and friends tight smiles. Razor
near. "I do," and I promise on the bottle lover`s grave.
She sighs, "our timeless loyalty is branded change."
This marriage is make believe. Mow front lawn; and
wash sports car; and cut slab wood; and pain garage;
but we`re not a sexist pair. Because Jane`s now dead.
Because Jane`s been dead. Because Jane`s found dead,
long dead. Stranded to this frigid bed. Pacific bottom
sad.
I`ll mourn her softly
[III) May 3rd, 2043]
A-frame by Winchester stream. Trimmed hedge
with daisies. Fields. Stained plank ceder fence. My
gramps` ponies. She`ll shit a brick. I bet. Our house to
raise a family. She`ll shit. I bet. We`ll grow old
together. Snail slow and ancient gray. Racquetball on
tuesday morning. Playing eucker. Sipping tea; and
watch the sun die from our rocking chairs. We`ll gum
sweet oatmeal holding dishpan hands. She`ll shit a
brick. I bet. To watch our children married. She`ll shit.
I bet. To see us when we`re ninety, sleeping in on church
sunday. Playing our dated CD`s that we bought in my
twenties.
[IV) January 25th, 2051]
This marriage is make believe. Now I`m crying on
her body as she passed away without me, and left me this
bitter old man; because Jane`s now dead, because Jane`s
been dead. Because Jane`s found dead. My wife`s now
dead. My wife`s found dead. Jane`s left dead. Send " Jane Whitfield Is Dead" Ringtone to your Cell
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