two cents from Susan B.

get my face
off your syphilitic coins & give
your secretary
a raise. did you think
it'd get me
off your back for good? I'm dead
& the daughters
are forgetting. time for a good
old-fashioned
haunting if I could get God
to send me back but
this one you sold me's got long lines
& a white beard
/ how did you do it, fist
into eternity & paint your face
on what even I
could believe?