The ships to lull, I rose from curving shores in silence to ail
The morning town, with cosmic rivers spilling secrets of murder
I chase the tracks now, it's cutting curving through the cursors of trees
I cannot sleep, blossom in loom has left me restless to keep still
"What strange leads, and why is this in slant?", I heard them speak
"We have found his trace!"
Panicking, my heart beats so loud, it's spinning and arching up
The dogs are barking and echoing the oaks
The Western Shore
A homeless man with homeless purpose comes home
Japanese Moon
Those galley flags and eerie waters are gone
The Moonless Eve
With outlined matted gra** a man lay alone
The hounds have followed a scent
Unveiled October River, a murder