Between her hospital room and home, there are miles / of darkness she must learn / to make light. She must understand again / this is not she. She is locked away in some distant cell / in some faraway prison in some remote city / she doesn’t know the name of, let alone / the directions to. All she knows is Please / take away this thing I’ve become. This body turned / hollow when all I’ve wanted is to give it purpose, / to have it give life, to make it / holy times three.