I wish I could say I loved carrying
But I didn’t
I just couldn’t imagine
What could make me wish for death
Wish for my mother’s death and your father’s death
And rage through the school yard spitting at the children
There was nothing gentle
I was a badly made caravan
An old fashioned oddly curved caravan with legs sticking out
Rust running down
I wanted you to stay in there smoking and eating pies
And watching your black and white TV powered by a car battery
But you came
And I hunkered and I howled like Uterus
The female animal
Baying at a room full with spirits
Old young old young
My face changed
Shearing right off
That thing moving out and in and out and in and out and in
A female flayed out thin
The tautest meat
And there I am questing into the back of my mother’s bed
In my mother’s house in Aranui
And that’s where you came like the eel that you are
(Remember whose daughters we are)
Where you came up from under
There under me
Your face
Hello I said remember me I breathed
On you your still body your round face your eyes closed your not moving
Hello remember me