You hold up my hand for victory
How I beat myself for this
Cracked my bones
Reset them as told
Reorganized myself for this

You hold up my hand for victory
And a cracked skull lolls to the side
Like a criminal
Who defeated himself
Cornered while trying to hide

We reorganize ourselves you know
Redo, remake for the world
We all start round
And crack ourselves square
To make imaginary futures unfold

Now you hold my hand aloft in the air
And all watch the broken fingers curl
They know what I am
They know what I was
And their hopes for reorganization unfurl