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The Alligator Bride
The clock of my days winds down.

The cat eats sparrows outside my window.

Once, she brought me a small rabbit
which we devoured together, under
the Empire Table
while the men shrieked
repossessing the gold umbrella.


Now the beard on my clock turns white.

My cat stares into dark corners
missing her gold umbrella.

She is in love
with the Alligator Bride.


Ah, the tiny fine white
teeth! The Bride, propped on her tail
in white lace
stares from the holes
of her eyes.
Her stuck-open mouth
laughs at minister and people.


On bare new wood
fourteen tomatoes,
a dozen ears of corn,
six bottles of white wine,

a melon,
a cat,
broccoli
and the Alligator Bride.


The color of bubble gum,
the consistency of petroleum jelly,
wickedness oozes
from the palm of my left hand.

My cat licks it.

I watch the Alligator Bride.


Big houses like shabby boulders
hold themselves tight
in gelatin.

I am unable to daydream.

The sky is a gun aimed at me.

I pull the trigger.

The skull of my promises
leans in a black closet, gapes
with its good mouth
for a teat to suck.


A bird flies back and forth
in my house that is covered by gelatin
and the cat leaps at it
missing.
Under the Empire Table
the Alligator Bride
lies in her bridal shroud.

My left hand
leaks on the Chinese carpet.
Written by: Donald Hall

Book: Shattered Sighs