Rows

Of flailing light

Rip open eyes

Long closed



Crack,

The clamor of

The cranes above

She grows



Tall

And tenuous,

She rouses us

Below



One two

One two



Sore

And lazy-eyed

I wonder if

She knows

Of all

The victimized

Who don’t know where

They’ll go



One two

One two



One two

One two



When

She falls asleep

I wait for her

Reprise



And then

They drill her walls

Awake to remember me