The concrete became flesh

The concrete became flesh and we dwelt
here I was taken in
I sighed here
there i walked
the face of my enemy
elsewhere

here there are four walls
the four for safety in danger
here i am given a ceiling
because the night sky
will kidnap me

and the moon
eats sleep and soul.
i shouldn't have survived childhood
it has slaughtered enough

and i give grace and sacred regard
to the richness of silence
it's the line transversal
where the hymnus
is carried

sing concrete firmus
what terrestrial cloud would be like.
here in the projects
the city lights are distant enough
for long pauses, if i stand or lie
x or y