Mother’s Pearls
Pure pearls bobbling along, huge,
Mum wants me each day to wear,
Dance gear in grandmother’s day,
Conversation here is psychiatrical,
The pearl is a sequence suggestive,
Of society’s progress of modernity:
Even the pearls don’t want to be worn.
Predestination weighs you down like a stone around your neck,
And causes schizophrenic paranoia so real and so secretive
Is predestination not psychiatrical?
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