3. Poor Janet Curses her Unborn Child
He draws on his cigarette and chooses not to say:
Because your words are not light
Forever fugitive upon the river
Because I get headaches
Because you get headaches
Because it's become routine
Because you say and say you need me
Because variety is worth a try
But never hope for change
Because I want to
I'm going and shan't come back.
Long corridors to call home that a fierce good
Thinker'll change to pastel and won't change; cuddles
From giving sisters who (you can't know)
Will leave soon to be married or
Maybe promoted. In a place like that
You need tricks, baby. It all gets easy
With the young cuckoo's game, the
Supernormal gape to set them moving...
You'll develop qualities -
Like soon a talent for pushing testy housemothers
Further from love.
You'll sprout by the glimmer of beaming liberals.
Vicars'll tell you how Christ cares
For homeless drug addicts
Till you leave to become one.
In smutty talk you shall swell among all
Your swaggering friends who bully by day and sob,
Sob in the night.
You shall never be possessed by an image of true intransigence,
A great refusal of role assigned; You'll grow
Thinking rebellion is smugly scrawling on bus-shelters
Or giving some teacher an invitation
To let fly with his indolent habit of cursing.
Oh baby I can see it
When the predictable dramas of adolescence
Erupt in you like acne.
I see your school performance match
Precisely the dismal expectations dictated
By all the sociology textbooks.
I presume you're male, though I don't care.
Your prick'll be all you have; what
Crimes'll make it great?
From petty theft to head-bashing
I see you go witlessly. Let me picture you
Oh in an experimental detention centre
Praised in the Guardian. I see you flanked by
Sincere therapists who smile like friends.
Then I lose interest. Maturity
With its sad achievement
Of boredom and failure I take as read.
I don't want to see you.
I don't want to see...
A queen, if secretly, she strokes his back.
He turns, suspiciously, sees on her face
That smile of Bennet's.