Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Ode to the umbilical cord
Inky tentacle
bloody squid on fire
you stain all you touch with life
Umbilical, umbilical
Shazbat, wahoo.
All is nothing without you
Your squirmy hallway tethers
bumps of whale below,
seals heart to annexed mind
Umbilical, umbilical
Shazbat, wahoo.
Oh flowing, glowing blast of goo
Razor cut that parts the tide
You slither, wither, fall aside
leaving childhood screams
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