LILLIES

Anger in the attic
Blow the chimney mama
I see your back is broken
Can I help you up this ladder

There's pollen in the field
I know you call it dead
And so the bees will swarm you
Their brains are quite advanced

I planted those lillies woman
Perfect yellow rows
I cleaned the ugly window
You can close your eyes now mama

Listen to the horsemen
The one who rides in pale
Saddle the affliction
Scream till no one hears

The training wheels are childless
The road has worn her skin
The earth is flat still mama
The rubber circles gone

                       ‘02