buttress

former selves
remembered
in broken flashes
glitch and glare
intrude into today
recollect a tower of hair
a corset tight and skirts
with more buttresses
than cathedrals boast
and these hardly the worst
dragged pillar to post
at the whim of the ghost
of the patriarchy still
or some church's will
tear away the yesterday
freedom fought to find
a better world where
our children's children
leave this farce behind