Twenty Moons - Grade

why are people more interested in how 
a building reaches to the sky 
than it touches the ground 
she is always looking up 
as I pull concrete from my teeth 
and in exchange of complication 
if I lose her where will I 
be her 20 moons elude me 
in my time of need 
bells and hammers are rarely friends 
but my promises stand tall 
and are here with me 
the fly's will feed on corpses 
as do the frogs on them 
and the mosaic of broken bottles 
lodged in my neck, bleeds conveniently