Ted Hughes — Littleblood

O littleblood, hiding from the mountains in the mountains Wounded by stars and leaking shadow Eating the medical earth. O littleblood, little boneless little skinless Ploughing with a linnet's carcase Reaping the wind and threshing the stones. O littleblood, drumming in a cow's skull Dancing with a gnat's feet With an elephant's nose with a crocodile's tail. Grown so wise grown so terrible Sucking death's mouldy tits. Sit on my finger, sing in my ear, O littleblood.