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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