the corpse vanishes by ace boggess
Banner Productions, 1942
Lugosi again with stare made of kittens
& honey, behind it teeth.
brides prefer orchids
to prepare them
for the long sleep
How he fills the screen with his madness,
a wedding day
a funeral home on call
All he wants is his wife forever
to be young & beautiful.
leave the loneliest
With his charm, he could play devoted Valentino,
but always in his heart, & ours, the Count…
“death do us part”
they say &
then it does
…like a yellowing blurry photograph of bodies
in a place reporters speak of as their morgue.