We are the drowned ones We are the drowned Let the waters come Let them come | Saadi Youssef | At last I saw the wrath descend I saw the end, I gazed upon the earth And all the withered world was chaos (a swirling, putrid chaos) Just as it had been before the world began I saw no man of clay, no bird of grey No pillars for the sky, no pristine light Harboring a cold, primeval moan - all alone! | Norman C. Habel | I have buried my image Eyes open in the flesh And the woman on the soil Dropped her lightning-mask into the tomb of her mirror