Motto: The last Hellos
'Don't die, Cecil.
But they do.'

I stand here and all I can say is
I hope you had a beautiful funeral
With many flowers and reeds

Noone has asked me yet what I want
From you, If they had asked I would have answered:
The litlle keys from the poems, I twist them and they sing

I know you can hear me, I have my ear glued to the earth
It`s only that you can not see me anymore, it`s alright. Last night I repeated the words
"he died, he died" until they started to screech between my teeth

Like the ground. Take good notice and listen to what I say to you:
I know you have not finished dying.