The house with a garden by Sarah Mangold
There was something in him
one looming danger
filling our homes
He went to some trouble
sophisticated boxes
please-and-thank-yous
I do not believe Alexander didn’t panic
the doorknobs
the chocolate syrup
the ginger ale
Their moment of happiness
we’re meant to live up to
a handful of hundred-dollar bills
Problems were solvable
ankles in money
everything about cashmere
You look at them
reinventing its fabric
masters of sliced melons
But even standing as we do
and not at all easy
the house came apart
Were they telling
the secret to failure
She goes on
inevitably known
a fool for men
How do we learn the great secret
push the green button
kill the royal donkey
Whatever America did say
my yellow hair alone
put a dime in my pocket
The rest was steady gazing
a soft drawl
cherries, peaches and plums
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