Herd of Brangus,
horns like speckled
whalebone,
fat-swollen
dewlaps
heavy
as fruitbread.

are auxiliary verbs again:
am, is,
are, was,
were, be,
being, been.

The last line should strike like a lover’s      complaint.
You should never see it coming.
And you should never hear the end of it.

There were sticks in my hands.
The sticks were taken away.
There were
two horses and one was red.

The ball is gone.
Now only the clinking
of the dragged chain with every step.