the world, she is so large
as I slide her green skin

i search for hands
for feet and know
i have one foot — that’s all

love, is that what this is?
this footless, handless hungry life?

i search for eyes
for hands and i believe
it’s time to go from where I’ve been

love, is that what this is?
this wandering with home upon my back?

i search for home
for safe hard shell
i have no words, i can not tell

the world, she is so large
as I slide her bones