Dead beat in a shallow grave
Heat sink of phantoms,
basking in the marginal dusk of a hymn...
Stung by feathers
Hounding Oracles to prevent
Omens.

Dim Hope The Raven-
And now more cautious, the Gods you Ransom.

One entire Myth comes screaming into view
From No Perspective
At All Times.

And the Signature is in the Hand
Before The
Name.