Stop.. Wait... I'm... "Counting the Beats"

"I will now close my eyes, I will stop my ears, I will turn away my sense from their objects, I will even efface from my consciousness..."                         Rene Descartes, Meditations

So, yes. 

And here I am at the middle of nothing.

That's how I started to here that song again,

that song from a long time ago,

that song that I heard as I lick my salty lips

You, love, and I,

(He whispers) you and I,

And if no more than only you and I,

What care you or I?

Counting the beats,

Couting the slow heart beats,

The bleeding to death of time in slow heart beats,

Wakeful they lie.

Cloudless day,

Night, and a cloudless day,

Yet the huge storm will burst upon their heads one day

From a bitter sky.

Where shall we be,

(She whispers) where shall we be,

When death strikes home, O where then shall we be

Who were you and I?

Not there but here,

(He whispers) only here,

As we are, here, together, now and here,

Always you and I.

Counting the beats,

Counting the slow heart beats,

The bleeding to death of time in slow heart beats,

Wakeful they lie.

robert graves