"break"

The demons in my head have all decided they want out, and they
have diagrammed the means and mapped out every inch of way.

They know the bodies on each wall, they know where all the blind spots are
that play in every arc of spotlight searching through the darkened yard,

They've set the secret day: tonight! They've spread their bribes and made their deals
and everyone is getting out, in one big break - if no one squeals.

They've blocked out the rotation of the guards in every shift and watch.
In every block, there are three cells with tunnels, and in every crotch,
concealed - some shiv, or key, or needful tool, and every hole conceals
an ace - but that's diversion, see - these demons know
they own the place.