they’ve come to take my hands
what will they make of me
(my fingers can no longer curl)
will you take for me
they’ve come to take my hands
when will they come
I see you with such careful hands
will you pass it on for me
they’ve come to take my hands
what about the trembling
(I no longer see your nails, memory escapes me
no longer even in my mouth)
they’ve come to take me
but what of the ashen voice, will you speak for me
would I see you with tears, how did you get here
are they coming for you, will they strip you
they’ve taken my hands
the wrists still shake
they are coming for yours, give me them
they’ve come to take your hands from me
(I will not open my wrists, they cannot uncurl)
they’ve left without me