A sunken floor with couches
too far from walls for comfort
all who sit here can be approached
from behind with impunity
no sense of security can be felt
from this lofty perch where we all
look down with unfeigned disgust
upon those fanatics assembled
there acting as if they know nothing
of what lies waiting just outside
not for us those plush cushions
no, we feel we must hang here
on this ceiling out of harm’s way