Torn From Facades
10 July 95
you gathered us all
recruited from beds and buses
extracted from stranded barges
torn from facades
pulled from the entrails of avenging owls
and the stinging wires of courtesy
we trade apostles for neglect
standards for certainty
breath for marble
and livid indecision for
the chill shimmer of abandoned eyes
recruited from beds and buses
extracted from stranded barges
torn from facades
pulled from the entrails of avenging owls
and the stinging wires of courtesy
if a heart were a hand
if we had any hands left, or hearts
we might not be so fearless, or lost
and in the court of your coronated gloomif we had any hands left, or hearts
we might not be so fearless, or lost
we trade apostles for neglect
standards for certainty
breath for marble
and livid indecision for
the chill shimmer of abandoned eyes
if a heart were a hand
if we had any hands left, or hearts
we might not be so fearless, or lost
if we had any hands left, or hearts
we might not be so fearless, or lost