The Brain by Sheri Grutz You went about wiring my brain but you didn't know it you were just doing a job You were about on my third floor when you made the right connection ceiling wide open when I had given up walls there was going to be power one day to your power and I'd make the red eye in old photos hold like a remote satellite swimming in the darkest part splising each color we absorbed with sieved stars hardly you even knew that my brain could be pulled along and down and all around to generate the working body with your working body and our sex was there in that steady process the wiring you made simple