On The Last Day Of The World

I Have With Me All That I Do Not Knowi Have Lost None Of It.

I Say To My Breath Once Again, Little Breath Come From In Front Of Me, Go Away Behind Me, Row Me Quietly Now, As Far As You Can, For I Am An Abyss That I Am Trying To Cross.

From What We Cannot Hold The Stars Are Made.

Your Absence Has Gone Through Me

Laughter Was The Shape The Darkness Took Around The First Appearance Of The Light.