ten thousand strings burn in the night

and flare up when they reach our wall

is breached and we fly in the dark to

every way out of the city is going to

the same place as before. ten thousand

lanterns burn in the black and flare up

when they reach our wall is breached and

we fly in the dark where the hollow craters

press our skins into neat manageable piles

and we hide them all in holes. ten thousand

strings burn in the night and flare up when

they reach our wall is breached and we let

them in through every crack we've got, they

straggle in and rekindle hope.