In your curled cloak

Nor a bird flying

 

In your curled hair

I will stay awake a dawn

 

I am here and you elsewhere

Like the minnows of the seashore

 

You have to think

At the time of death,

 

When it gets into the black earth

And erases his name

 

What are you looking at me like a bully

You think I was afraid of you