the mother of all vigils
mother’s last pickpocket wore a black hood
he’d lived in the apartment unbeknownst for
eons all succubus + dybuuk
mercy mercy me
the vigil lasted from August 10th covid riddled
until November 14th at 3 am mother faltered
+succumbed
he was wily handsome +Roger Mudd suave as
we lay in various positions on her bed mother’s
deaththroes beautiful +most treacherous
sores +virus encrust our mother’s lust for all things life
today she joins her Maker where am i going? to meet my
my what’s his name??
the Maker of life death +dat udda place where mother
will grace the halls hollywood deathmask firmly in place
but wait! a tinkling of bells a swish of wings Mum? Mum?
not a trace
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November 2022 ..wait for me..
songanddancegirl 