blackbird claw, raven wing
under the red sun, hide
long clothesline, two shirtsleeves
waving as we go by

hundred years, hundred more
someday we may see
a woman king
wristwatch time
slowin as she goes to sleep

black horsefly, lemonade
jar on the red anthill
garden worm, cigarette
ash on the windowsill

hundred years, hundred more
someday we may see
a woman king
sword in hand
swing at some evil and bleed

black of mare, broken leg
high on the shotgun shell
age old dog, hornet nest
built in the big church bell

hundred years, hundred more
someday we may see
a woman king
bloodshot eye
thumb down and starting to weep...