The Übermother
her first sunrise at 93 and final sunrise at 98 in the same bed
the latter as she lay dead amidst the great separatio of body+spirit
the first a miracle of shock+awe Apes i thought it was a spaceship!
now flying high over Old Montreal
urban gutters
pervs of St.Urbain
backroom selling of prettygirls
i would have done anything to get out of there
she so beautiful they would point on the bus her mother kept her
in a wheelchair though she could walk +dance +strut crippled
her up but good
what could a poor girl be in 1943?
secretary
shopgirl
clerk
maid
model
dancehaller
starlet
prostitute
wife
mother
her crutches fell away at 98
Queen of the Overworld
flying solo +bodyjettison
my heavenly doppelgänger
but let us step back 50 yrs as i lay in my de-flowered virgin’s bed
marriage upon me the next day in diaphanous ecru silk from Milli’s
i have never been married in white marriage #3 in aubergine 14 yrs later
avec Thierry Mugler glass slippers
1976 Hoodoo-Mother-Queen enters my room i hate him says she
(referring to Überfather) +turns on her heel girl-weeping ensues
teen marriage lasts a mere 24 months though we linger 4yrs longer
the carcass of Huck bobbing in the creek nearby
where at 10 just 9 yrs prior there resided frogs a seppukued gopher
ducks boy criminals the ghost of a long dead grandfather along with
Claude the runt of a poodle litter buried in tinfoil on a freezing morning
the marriage/mirage not at all what i expected
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Summer 2026 ..who u calling a confessional poet?
..these poems are not about me..
they’re about you..
songanddancegirl 