A Day Ago

A day ago

We lived in a box

of brick, with a net behind to catch the light

and the dust

And when the city died we stayed

We planted whistles

and daisies

and bodies in the ground

I curved my spine for them as you stood tall

and you tasted the dead

Can you still see Us?

Are We still there?

in the rear-view where I am

standing in the arteries for hours

and no one sees me

but plastic suits

and wakeless hours

and bags on the concrete

A day ago