Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2009

The matriarch

by John Rowe

The Matriarch
Slipping in the rain
Is the soaking ache
Of her weight
Ugly business
"Eats what I wants"
"Eats what I needs"
"Eats what I craves"
And you're eating me
My love

I wish, I wish
I had been bunched
Under an umbrella
Eats too late
I'm pulled
The matriarch
Strains her way down
To drain
In the alley

Added: 25.04.2009