So what is wrong
And what is right?
A formulaic diatribe
Denouncing young brides
An age-old hunger
For reacquaintance
With the same?
Old mothers and young wives
Brandished Ph.D's and lifelong strife
Carry the baby
Forget the rest
If there's love there's still no rest
Cum bubbles up
Thinking its own thoughts
And the anniversary deathbed
Gets soaked again.
Generations of beds
Estate sales of lost loves
A splintered family is less rich
An over-achieving cote of doves.
How to be fierce
Without raping the Earth
Is a rich boy's dilemma
The rest of us
Fuck who we wanna.