"Clay Out of Silence."
"Chances are we will sing quietly back into oblivion
without a ripple.
We will go back into the face, down through the mortars
as though it hadn't happened.
Earth, I remember you.
You were the mother, you made pain.
I'll grind my thorax against you for the last time,
and put my hand on you again to comfort you.
Sky, could we forget we were the same as you were?
We couldn't wait to get back sleeping.
We'd have done anything to be sleeping.
And trees, angels for being thrust up here
and stones for cracking in my bare hands, because you fore
knew there was no vengeance for being here.
When we were flesh, we were eaten.
When we were metal, we were burned back.
There was no death anywhere, but now
when we were men, when we became it."