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