The Evening Could Not Be Better

I fork my medium rare steak And put it into my mouth Everything is settled and nice The evening could not be better My husband insists I say the prayer After all, he hasn’t the tongue to speak I whisper, “God was never there” And I listen for the slightest shriek But like God, they are all silent In unison of emptiness The little ones eat so little these days, dear With their silly ipods and cellphones Daddy will agree in drones They’re useless little pigs… All of my children are so quiet So well behaved—SILENT You are so well behaved tonight… I eat them all raw and stare Daddy always wanted me to say the prayer But without you…without you there The evening could not be better You useless Pig…