Augur of the insects, the new will nOne night, a short lapse of time nEngraved in our memory: this is how things start;nAt nothing. Things never start.nnI have given you my body, children, I’m terrifiednAnd I see myself descending a cloak of leafsnI was numb, this is my cage, I sleep herenWhile they all march to look after their grief nnTo bloom the head from it’s centernTo voluptuously dismember oneselfnTo lay and ask for their hungernYou know, ours was a clear fresh nightnnI have given you my body, children, I’m terrifiednAnd I see myself descending a cloak of leafsnI was numb, this is my cage, I sleep herenWhile they all march to look after their grief nnWounds they spread now spent we are nAnd still we stand apartnCan the scent of one June nightnCrawl back into your eyes?nnI have given you my body, children, I’m terrifiednAnd I see myself descending a cloak of leafsnI was numb, this is my cage, I sleep herenWhile they all march to look after their grief n