Ancilla Gretel

I trusted Hell —
Kept it to myself.
Tending all the old fires…
Familiar and warm.

Blessed and despised,
Characterized
By my undying love for
The calm before the storm.

So fond of weapons
And bandages.
Ripples in the gene pool:
Childish and damned.

Enslaved by traditions
And ancestors’ decisions.
The fat of the land
Is just supply and demand.

Lyrics © Robert Glen Fogarty, 1995

Performed by The Kelly Affair in 1995

[Photo by Frank]

Sometimes I'll take the wrong bus just to get out of the cold for a little while.

Robert Glen Fogarty