Lays traps in our 30’s & 40’s
she’s pissed proper
failed lessons
legions of lesions
Grendel’s Mum comes
in dreams and reverie
over burnt bridges
march skeletons
Time’s her element
old, invincible
she won’t be ignored
armed with history
This is Your Life
over and over
the temporal glide shudders
an hour is a day
white gloves conscience
flimsy truths crash, storms
of delusion and irony
she’s a black crow
slowly back flapping
into childhood
our second mother
born from the other
and she won’t go
until she has got the truth
out of you.