. In whisper— shadow sings a song. My call is joined within the hollows, Only tiny dimpled crests of the sea, My voice is for rains, round familiar As patch into tune of old shattering Light. I search for love, sloe in slips Thru ******* eyes, outcast beyond And ghostly move into monumental Futilities of unbearing, leery in flesh Undeciphered. Make me one lattice To bind the wind and mark shallows Mine as I trudge into black, blue sun. This song— I sing is for lost keeping, Hear my hush as it breaks for darks— And I shall love in box, buried, forgot, Kept at one sight so grave, remaining As smudge onto stone burnt in a dial Etched by firing rays of timeless star, Hear my song— whispers of shadow.