
It was getting more and more difficult to do the right thing
to be bonhomous
It was hard to say no to meeting him in the bathtub
she was tempted by the memory of 1943
the smell of his sweat mapping her forehead
and she was up at all hours of the night
looking for the photograph of them in the arboretum
laughing at themselves and what lay ahead
The thirst for water turned to scotch
which turned to bourbon
which turned to her climb
to the top of the stairs
to the top of the skyscraper
In search of the fact that attention must be paid
and so--
the flashbulb of tainted immortality
Was she meeting King Kong???
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