I'll be the new-talk, guttural language, the new question that stumps, the new remorse for those who did not listen, the new mythic number. I'm last light, unforgiving, an immense hieroglyphic telling you about how it is, was and will be, all the tenses, all the slopes, the rain, the wind, the lavender decades, a twilight bearing war. I'm no person. There is more nothing than something. Joshua said go ahead.
Green eyes glow.