Morning Realization
The Scraggly Apple
is Dead Butt Eye am Alive
to know It fully
The Scraggly Apple
is Dead Butt Eye am Alive
to know It fully
Husband turned Me down
for the holiday weekend —
My Bed is for Me
The Image of Black
is receding
I have lost My Jet Black Beads given to Me by My Mother
given to My Star Dust Lover
of another era
Audacious Husband
refuses to pay for sex
after eighteen years
Eye have inserted
My 2nd Best Kitchen Knife
inside the depths of Rose
I have put My Hair
in a braid
for The First Time
since My Son was born
over thirty years ago
I have served My Self
The First Slice
of My Very Own
ice cream cake
Think I’ll go have more
Every Woman Knows
Prostitution is Marriage
With Every Bed Made
EYE
DO
PRECISION
WORK
My Divorcing Husband
has allowed Me to become
The Social Outcast
Who walks My expansive beach alone
Who sleeps with
The Virginal Banana
Who reads Her Verse
dressed like a vamp
while He refuses to ask
“How did it go?”
Don’t ever marry a man
Who’s dumb
but
Oh Mum — how nice
it would be to
have My Neck
under His Thumb