...Oh I Oh...

a painted response to Banks of the Ohio murder ballad:

Darling say that you'll be mine
In our home we'll happy be
Down beside where the waters flow
On the banks of the Ohio

I took her by her pretty white hand
I led her down that bank of sand
I pushed her in where she would drown
Lord, I saw her as she floated down

Down in Ojai

Oh down in the valley
the valley so wide
spreading its hilly legs
Orchards bloom between.
we rest on its tummy,
Meditation Mount
three girls laughing
legs dancing, in place,
a boy with a problem
a grimace
oh the expert of head
hanging banging on
typewriter, worried
hurt, the fruit
between each our legs
ain't for him,
hear the wind blow.