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