Arch and back and back
and there your front again
door anything but open
More wall than door
less window than brick
by brick by stick by stone
How many bones broke
they didn't save enough
bankrupted bones the whole
Indebted skeleton
no jubilee no horizon
inside between
There were muscles there
there was our place
there was our time
There were our bodies
there there we stare
with bones for eyes
Broken eyes
there are no lasers
for this concrete
Our condition remains
in the main a condition
until we forget and the issue
Loses its beef
its cows
its issues
Roman Ryan 