X and Y
the women whoraised us from the womb
a generation ago
danced to music in rooms
laughed about The Beatles
and died of cancer
the women who
bored of being bored
by their men
men who tired of
the supremacy of sex
in pubs and foreign legions
there so much unsaid
too much it hurts to say
to vocalise makes it real
and may make it happen someday.