A Violent Translation of the Concordia Headscarp

A large headscarp slammed Concordia last night

A wave of sludge too dense to fit

Our floor gave out, and we're tumbling

Headfirst without all our things into a rift

Please don't till another wasteland

You won't get the chance to tunnel through

Or bend another kickstand

You infuriate me when you crash and contract tuberculosis

You should take care of your lungs

Before you knees and all that quicksand collide

The truss roof gave out

With planks and rebar pummeling our backs

We make it out

And shake our fists