With a hollowed out bell striking the nail
like a railroad spike
the light steeps itself in every open crevice
the Bellmaker shouts Get out
let the light burst in
staggering toll chiming each breath
Get out, let the light flow in
Crawling across the plank to where the nail lodged
Shudders under the toll
Emerging from the skull with nail upon his back
the Bellmaker trudges like a man though molasses
to the peak driving the nail down
Let this life be sanctified
Let my work never end
The bell chimed, the nail broke down, the wind
held its breath in anticipation
The sky cried without words recognizable
And the Bellmaker took his bell and broke
it in half with words
proclaiming there is still work to be done
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