To greedily drown, and in what
Seminal floods? -- The
Sepulchral, act
Of their darkness,
Her shadow
Among the shadows.
The shadow is a member, is
Erect. The shadow will sing
Its nude, painting
A voiceless overture. The shadow
Is one among many shadows.
Always it comes back to this multiplicity of thought,
This vain ploying,
These shadows that multiply shadows.
The shadow is a cloud,
The shadow of a cloud:
Who is the man who walks among shadows?
He is a mast who leans on masts. He sails
The ocean of the dark, his walk
Echoes his plod. Like dogs
The shadows slobber at his feet. Water,
These are the doings of the sun: to sing
The undercurrent's overtones,
Covering the world in its own still shadow.
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