Taken alone and far away
Danger is a wind solitary and pure
The force that does as it may
Same same same little tremor is a wire

Is a noose perfect and strong
The simple sway sway sway of solitude
Through the forests so wrong
Ruffling leaves like this servile--

This dream all strands and eyes
The cold cold cold floor of Her tomb
That would never be mistaken by the wise
Yes I am here in this room

Waiting writing claws against the wall
Curling whining mouth at the ceiling
Drawing rainbow strands with perfect eyes

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Slyphian, in the year 201 MA.