When rains came 
Washed pavements down 
I found her in the box 
Light had not touched for years 
Surrounding her 
Diplomas, jewellery 
Payments of servants 
Snakes of society 
In her hands 
An earthenware jar 
To hold her tears 

Il 
In the sunshine 
I'd seen her everywhere 
On empty billboards 
Staring, mockingly 
Like she was selling 
Some French wine 
In the sexual art 
Of educational books 
She and I 
Were there entwined 

III 
I knew I had lost her 
When I looked inside 
Through the eyes 
Of this ancient queen 
She was already dead 
Sitting as she did 
In a showroom full 
Of electrical machines 

IV 
So I climbed in beside her 
Kissed her lips 
Drank the poison 
From every purse 
Saw the daylight 
Fading quietly 
As I slipped away 
Into the curse