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