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
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