Asleep or awake, eyes opened or closed.nWe'll see through boarded windows and cracked concrete.nYou and me- all of us- we will be dischord, volatile, and explosive.nWe will write our own histories.nWe'll not let on to faking and plant a thousand lies.nThey won't know; no one will know our truth.nWe see the logic in revision and practice what we hate- so revel in your contradiction, a wrench in some machine.n