O Baby O Yeah


(O baby O Yeah)

You grew into me
a pink hearted salmon
diving up a waterfall,

(O baby O Yeah)

into my bloody stream
sat curled in my atrium
a sex maddened foetus,

(O baby O Yeah)

yanking loves umbilical
until red snowdrops fell
flecked on bathroom tile.

(O baby O Yeah)

In the snap of your back
sits a sensitive lithograph
arching & aching for relief,

(O baby O Yeah)

my clawing fingers flailed
to no avail on womans script
but I still dream of living ink.

(O baby O Yeah)


John G.Hall(C)2005