The days which have passed by accompany the nights
the days that have passed run along a whole journey
circular cycles of the sun's enormous sigh
of the ground's outward aspiration when it meets sea
it drains away oil into the dry clear lightness
the days which have passed brief inspirations
which measure just hardly the thickness of a leaf
an ancient memory marked on the calendar
the days which have passed by accompany the nights
the long nights of a long sleep of a day faded
on the horizon frozen watched over by the stars
long like space and long like time
The days which have passed by accompany the nights
brief nights a cry a spasm a conflict
when a rabbit jumps shot in the forest
the days which have passed by accompany the nights
and then that's all and never mind
the days which have passed
