 Dead light switch You peer out at you broken and useless naked and ugly void of life once Lightning course through your copper veins no more. We stare face to face. I don't see you You are just part of the rough cut trailer walls You embody our hand me down house cracking an old stricken with mold you are the house You are all we can get you don't matter you don't matter Because our light doesn't come from some switch because we don't get our light from some switch because we get our light from each other