Babylon Mic Check
As if ears
were not ears but body                                                     
swimming through
a common sounded space                                                                  
How they embrace
it the new ones with nothing
they fear
to lose                     to occupy
the street is to meet
and assemble, greet and garble
what truncheoned man                                                     
would flatten straight out
O Babylon
yours was a beautiful tower
it was no god                                         
struck it down