Mary X - Malapropos Kingdom.

Please just kindly slip
under the mat and disappear.

Don’t come near me,
I know, England, you want me

but I am no politician.
Please just kindly slip

under the mat and disappear.
You do not mean a penny

to my purse. You mean
an island of legs, you mean

an island of niches,
cleavage,
foreskin dripping

like a fried egg.
Please just kindly slip

under the mat and disappear.
I have no rags to complain

because I created what you are,
you are England,

you are the shadow,
you are the nervous,

you are the beast,
you are the night,

you are the fish,
you are the buttinsky,

you are the bitch at my door,
you are the thorn in the wall,

you are my agitation,
you are my only – my only sin,

you are England,
you are under the mat

and under my fingernails.
Now please, listen to me:

Just kindly slip
under the mat and disappear.

Mary X

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