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Cleopatra

Judith Ann Levison

My edge has left me
At a party as a friend of a friend
I look for my ex-wife or anyone
That looks like her
In a dark corner I hear a woodpecker
Ferocious and in his element
I call her, she answers hello in a dull drawl
Did the kids get their cards?
Of course she says, mail box works
The silence lasts the decade of our marriage
I want to linger in the abysmal loneliness
But she says she needs cash for more clothes
She cannot just reinstate herself out there in rags
I think of a red string dress I will buy her
And jewelry similar to those in Cleopatra’s museum
An old army man I can bunk anywhere and fill
My boots with cash, she asks suspiciously,
What do I want; the d-i-v-o-r-s-e is over

I can’t say you are the only one to know me
I miss your trashy ways and I don’t know how
To be a father without your help
My dad was a robot with angry voltage
She said I could come over Thanksgiving
Have coffee and pie as long as I don’t have any
Ideas, and bring the stuff she wanted, her foot
Now a size 8 and long boots were in style
My Cleopatra, for the scent of sun in a child’s hair
I would bring anything to be camouflaged of that life

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