Once, we were indentured servants to the roof full of sky
And a ground pregnant with origins
A clean belly
WIth tongues and new words
Until earth fell under contract
Brought to its knees from shock
Now my skin hides in layers of skyscraper steel
Talking in banknotesIt's all that can circulate
Exchanged and desiredAll else choked at the rootPublic space
Inch by inch crawling within itself
Living in malls
Shoulders with hairline cracks
Vocal chords drained and packed
Disguised as -
I'll let the t-shirt speak my mind
I'll let nothing stop me
Everything catches fire
Everything catchesfireeverything
catches