Kathleen Heideman

Come Sunday, The Dog of His Thoughts Will Bury Something Unspeakable In Your Muddy Garden

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First published in 100 Words (Volume 5 no. 6).

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Come Sunday, The Dog Of His Thoughts Will Bury Something Unspeakable In Your Muddy Garden



Dearest Christ,
how's the new job coming
-- administrative assistant, you said?
did my last postcard mention how the tulips
are poking up their ruddy erections from
every corner of the yard? so many, I forgot
the humus held so many! though it's too soon
for bloom — cruel spring — remember the rose
which should have graced my back gate eternally,
"Paul's Ever blooming Scarlet, winter-hardy to zone 3,"
-- the one I mail-ordered from Gurney's? It froze.
But then a seed catalogue is a list of the deceased
and not a bible. (Or a bible too, you think?)

Bless me, but I get confused.