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