A Party in Woodside



pineapples on the bedknobs

There is a funny feeling in my stomach,
and I can't erase Jeff's image. It hovers over my bed
like the image of God when I said the prayer
that began "Heavenly father hear my prayer, keep me in your loving care"
and lay in bed in the house in Massachusets.

God was a sort of long, dark man
who hovered horizontally over me
and had no face.


jenny   puffy    uncle roger dreams and      
nightmares  jane  jeff   jack   family   tom   dorrie       
men in tan suits  louise      rose     chips   mark   laura  

food and   
drink  miss gorgel  caroline    david    the house in woodside     

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