Street Spirit (to be read while listening to Radiohead's "Street Spirit (Fade Out)"

torn apart piece by piece,
we (fade out, fade out again)
we gasp until there is no air
left to swallow (fade out)
we push and pull at the
fragile morrow of life-like twigs,
snapping under careless feet
(fade out).

horrified of what we’ve become,
whispering over some obsessive
plucking tone, ringing low hums
in our ears (fade out).

we see something truly terrifying:
ourselves.

(fade out again)