shadows of rain
canopies fumed dust
press windows flat
sludge crust sucked
the crest flaking
night groan
blind it to grope the dark
shapeless the contours
limbless the mining
lifeless the dust
restless the haunt where
shadow loses its ghost
to drain
and empty the gaunt
between
cold the curse
where lies drop and die
speechless the corners of the word
of ink
spilt endless