Jonathan S. Baker

Trophy Widow, 1963

Perfectly preserved in the dark,
still, she wears his favorite dress,
his favorite heels, the spikes 
that catch on the shag
nearly rolls an ankle
mixes him a highball,
drinks it herself 
has another and waits
it is like it was
has another and waits
the longer she waits
the more she will need
has another and waits 
for the archeologists
to find her there in his vault
with the rest of his possessions