"WORDS FOR A DAY"
THE BROKEN EYE SEES NOT THE WITHERED HAND
BUT IT KNOWS IT'S BROTHER IS DEAD AND CAN'T STAND THE SIGHT OF HIM
SPINDLY FINGERS GRASP DISFIGURED AND DISJOINTED
PULLING THE WOOL OVER THE DEAD BROTHER AND
DISGUSTED OVER THE CALLOUSNESS OF THE WITHERED HAND
FREEDOM IS BOX
AND THE BOX IS SMALL TODAY