Belly Song

Belly Song

 

watch them belly grow

some with meat

some with child

but boy girl watch them grow

 

some in hunger

some in wroth

they writhe in slumber

watch them belly grow

 

those in sloth

those in time

watch them belly grow

 

in shame

blow billows made

of frost and grime

exhume the rotted

castle time

 

some for succor

some for change

and still they talk

until they tell

of how them belly grow

 

how buboes stretch the grain

of blackened groin

the slough of  ebb and floe

of swelling womb

but is it beer

or just another boy

 

some will age

and touch their number

some will never know

the molten slumber

of sky about to cry

and thunder

and some will watch

will watch them belly grow