Oh, death. Thy purple robes rustle in the wind; they whisper of jasmine-scented impermanence, and I hear them even when rushing headlong through defenses without hope of stopping or being stopped. You and the wind: these I cannot outpace.

“Q: What’s your biggest fear?

A: Dying. Nobody wants to die, man. I don’t think about it all the time, but that would be my biggest fear.

Jeff Demps has seen the eternal footman, and in short: he was afraid. He also says he can’t outrace the wind, which shows his deep appreciation for the discipline of meteorology. He ended the interview by saying “I have two luxuries to brood over in my walks, your loveliness and the hour of my death. O that I could have possession of them both in the same minute,” but that was considered too prolix for the Sun.

Demps, btw, is listed as second on the current depth chart for Florida behind Chris Rainey, but at this point the hierarchies of a depth chart really can’t sum up what the Florida backfield is: a split between two quarkbacks and an enigmatic power/speed back, senior junior Emmanuel Moody, the USC transfer who has yet to earn significant time at the carry trough. It remains a complete scrum for playing time, and that’s not even factoring the touches someone like Andre Debose–who arrives in fall–could get if he stays on Meyer’s sunny side. (The sunny side of Urban Meyer being something like the sunny side of Venus, a gassy, caustic place filled with purple lightning and spontaneous firestorms, but still way better than the dark side.)