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      MY MOTHER AND THE BED
      
      
      no not that way she'd
      say when I was 7 pulling
      the bottom sheet smooth
      you've got to    saying
      hospital corners
      
      I wet the bed much later than I should, until just writing this I hadn't thought of the connection
      My mother would never sleep on sheets someone else had I never saw any stains on hers though her bedroom was
      a maze of powder hair pins black dresses Sometimes she brings her own sheets to my house carries toiletseat covers
      Lyn did anybody sleep in my she always asks Her sheets her hair smells of smoke she says the rooms here smell funny
      we drive at 3 AM slow into Boston and strip what looks like two clean beds as the sky gets light I
      smooth on the form fitted flower bottom she redoes it
      She thinks of my life as a bed only she can make right