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.