I am long now
like a shadow
scaring the birds
I am dry-lipped
come now
sun's down
her strong hand rings the bell,
the hills,
my feet run to her
leg's churning water
my stomach,
a brick
weighed me
I am found wanting
her strong hand rings the bell,
her feet are still
I am close
the sky is crow
she is near
her voice is low
her strong hand rings the bell