by Katie Ford
When the transistor said killing wind
I felt myself a small noise
a call sign rubbed out
but still live where light
cut through the floorboards
and don't you think I dreamed the light a sign
didn't I want to cross
the water of green beads breaking
where one saw the other last
where the roof was torn
and the dome cried out
that the tearing was wide and far
and this is not just a lesson
of how to paint an X upon a house
how to mark one dead in the attic
two on the floor
didn't I wish
but didn't I flee
when the cries fell through
the surface of light
and the light stayed light
as if to say nothing or
what do you expect me to do
I am not human
I gave you each other
so save each other.
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