The Fieldstone Review

The Revolutionary

My cousin's family
had a bathroom
in their house
all chrome and tile
and pink and blue
so luxurious were
their lives

My cousin's friends
were rich as well
They asked
my sister once
how our father
earned his bread

He's a janitor she said
She was innocent that way
Oh said they
giving us — what?
No look really
just not knowing
what to say
while I stood
furiously ashamed
hating them

And then there came the day
the Revolution came to town
and I rode in on Main Street
and tore their city down
wiped it from the map
like so much bourgeois crap
sitting on my throne
my fur-lined toilet seat