You don't see me
When I come into the room
The shutters drawn
And the house cold and dark:

You don't know me
I who have lived here
Since before the End came

Don't hear my footsteps,
Soft as the dust of bones
Carried off by the wind

Don't see me
Peering through cracks in the shutters
Or wandering from room to room
Sad as the songs that play, and the hours that go
Listlessly, from one to the next

You don't see me
I've faded into the walls:
If I were to leave, it would be as though I never came.

But I will stay, and you will join me
One day, when the light goes
And we enter the parade