MEDITATIONS IN A NIAGARA EMERGENCY
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“Am I to become
profligate as if I
were a blonde?”
—for FRANK O'HARA
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Each time my heart gets broken—
I pretend I’m just Marilyn Monroe
In the NIAGARA Clock Tower
Vindictive Joseph Cotton—
Strangling me to death with
My purse spilling across the floor
_________
My lipstick, my eye shadow—
My compact mirror, my various
And sundry Trojan Rubbers
It used to make me feel—
Seductive, the interminable list
Of lost lovers gone tres bad
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