When walls were raised, we swore we’d beWe swore we’d be a raft insideA raft inside the whale that weThe whale that we were sovereign ofWe sovereigns of though everyoneYes, everyone was party toWas party to the angel ofThe angel of the pending stormThe rising storm, our little raftOur sprawling raft inside its eyeInside its eye where everythingWhere everything was calmO calm against the brackish wallThe bracing wall that was the worldThe world that was somehow ablazeSomehow ablaze with hyacinthWith hyacinth inside the whaleInside the walls we lived our livesWe lived our lives of mowing grassOf shearing grass “despite the times”Despite the times, the children goneThe children gone to future warThe future war of what we madeOf what we made, our money andOur money and our rage againstOur rage against the hyacinthThe hyacinth, the childrenThe children who were made to dieWere made to die in futures IFor futures I could not abideWill not abide I say insideI stay inside the whale and IThe wail and I we cut the grassWe cut the grass or fail to, soWe failed to and our little plotOur little plot of life, a raftOur little plot grown wild, aFacsimile of wildness,A wilderness conditioned byConditioned by the boundariesThe boundaries of property,Propriety, the lines drawn inThe lines drawn in the wilding grassThe leaves of grass divided fromDivided from what’s not by lawWhat’s not by law the whale, the kidsThe hyacinth, o violet fire,War of life against its endAgainst its end we built a raftWe built a raft we thought and nowWe thought and now we what? We wantAnd now we watch, we wait, we watch,We wait, we watch, we hang up shelves,We paint our rooms, we dance aroundWe dance around each other slowWe hear the news we memorizeWe memorize the names, the names,The names we say or don’t the lostLove don’t the lost already knowAlready know what’s rising, loveWe rise, we pace, we make, we weatherOn inside the whale, I’ve gotThe story wrong, but love I wantI want so much it’s selfish yesIt’s selfish but I hope we getTo live like this, I hope it isn’tHow we die.