Rows
Of flailing light
Rip open eyes
Long closedCrack,
The clamor of
The cranes above
She growsTall
And tenuous,
She rouses us
Below
One two
One twoSore
And lazy-eyed
I wonder if
She knows
Of all
The victimized
Who don't know where
They'll goOne two
One twoOne two
One two
When
She falls asleep
I wait for her
RepriseAnd then
They drill her walls
Awake to remember me
