My quick baby, who loves you?
Oh slow waker, who arches?
Backs bent over rolling water
Water, who swallows?
Chest shaking under heavy wool
Weight, who spins?
Thick dust down soft temples
Heat, who flickers?
Multiply- make room, make room
Darling, what gathers?
Soak my honey-stung tongue-tip
Cold, who wanders?
Leave my bent frame on stiff soil
Body, why bother?
Lazy smoke, tell me, tell me, who rises.
The air is thinner towards the peak.