The farmer's wife

pig's snout
sniffing out
the eggs in my basket
resting on
a baby's corpse
of short legs
and
white bones
sewn up tight
slowly
scheming,
eating
each rotten egg
one
by
one
As I continue
to carry
the egg basket
over her grave
where she
rests in a blue
casket
getting paid
by the foot
she lies
under
buried alive
and
f*****g for
her
life