come down to my village
where the times are late & it's always dark
underground where the city dwellers
go to pray to their blind & stupid god;
Sightless as an insect from
millions of eons ago; her
mother's future has no eyes
that I need; I have other eyes where
u need them; where were u when I needed
u to be on time for once in ur life
u look like a left-wing schoolgirl
in too much makeup & ur mother's stockings
that don't fit ur skinny legs;
ur showgirl grandmother
was famous in the forgotten
ghost town where her prayers were once sung