
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