Now I Face You now I face you, fallen sky, see your scatter, taste your debris I am into iron with a devil twist purlins, I-Bars beams asunder of straightness hearts strung out you have bent my skyline, leveled tall shade tell me brothers' gloves touch under weights never dreamed coming down in dust, flames' echoes see them climb just to fall, their gloves touching their fiery gloves reaching ever reaching, touching you have spared me months of ache now catch hold measure iron crush upon their gloves' unbroken touch you twist me now rend me, bare fallen sky Contributor: Tom Sheehan