when all that′s left to dornis reflect on what′s been donernthis is where sadness breathesrnthe sadness of everyonernjust like when the guysrnbuilt the dam at otter creekrnand all the water backed uprndeep enough to divernwe took the dead man in sheetsrnto the river flanked by loverndeep enough to diverndeep enough to divernbe here nowrnwe took him three and threernin a stretcher made from treesrnthat had passed in the stormrnleave the hearse behindrnto leave the curse behindrnbe here now.