In the dark I leave my last sigh, the last of the last, the one you never looked behind. You never did and therefore I exist. I am here now and not in the beef. I am not in the beef in the sea-salt as you never looked behind. I am never in the grief in the beef in the fry as you never called to see. To see if I am here, to see if I am near, to see if I exist. To see if I faint, to see if I blame, to see me sigh and breath.